" Why?" Stephanie challenged. "What difference does it make if you buy one or twelve at a time?" Buying more than one at a time would look funny." No,...it wouldn't." Yes, it would. The cashier would wonder why the hell I'm buying a dozen athletic supporters." You could say you're buying them for your swim team or?" I'd be too embarrassed." You want me to buy the damned things for you?"Brad's eyebrows rose. "Would you?" Sure. Why not?"He smiled. Hugging her close, he kissed her. "You're a. Jones? Mrs. Kelly Jones?" Surprised, I stopped and looked back. A guard had hopped out of the car and was heading towards me. Puzzled, I look at him. "Yes, that's me!" I answered. "Ma'am could you please hand me your passport?" the man demanded stretching his hand towards me. "Is there a problem, Officer?" I asked more intrigued than worried. "Ma'am, your passport please!" he insisted, his face carved in stone. Eager to solve whatever the problem was I took my passport from my purse and. So, either cash or check.After work, I went to Mayfair Mall to window shop and wished I couldwear the Lambada dress outfit I saw and go dancing. Also, I went to thebookstore to look at technical books and to get a fashion magazine Iliked, Mademoiselle. Then, at Howard Johnsons they had a restaurant,ordered dinner and then to my room to watch cable and not have to drivein a massive blizzard and keep my $50 deductive and reduced insurancecost.That morning, it was great to not have to drive. She turned me on so much that I was wet beyond belief. Just as I was about to play with myself Nikki stopped me. When I opened my eyes again I was greeted with her ass in the air and her mouth on my pussy. I could feel her licking my slit and darting her tongue in my cunny. While she was kissing my clitoris she stuck a finger deep inside of me Yes, Nik. I moaned. Suck on my clit, make me come for you, Nik. And when we were inside these four walls she always did what she was told. I held her.