All too soon, you find out that your best wasnt good enough, you get pissed off, and then quit. Jessies dark green eyes burned into Denises. She right... I always get pissed and angry when I dont get what I rightfully deserve. She dropped her head onto the table and started to whine. But Jessie! I dont want to quit! I love working there. The customers that come in are so nice and sweet. Plus I really do enjoy the clothing. Jessie giggled. I know you love it there. But honestly sweetie, is working. She now smiled to herself no one had noticed her.Pam now realised that Terry had undone the buttons of her dress and he had pulled her breasts out of the dress. And he was playing with them.He was rubbing her tits and twisting her nipples. Pam moaned with pleasure as he played with her boobs.However she quickly put her tits back into her dress and did it back up before John got back.Pete also had put his cock back into his pants.Pam now turned to Terry and said to him.“Follow me out.If you see. " I raised my voice and said, "You're really getting good at this. I never even saw that coming."She gave a slight bow and said, "Why thank you. I wasn't sure if I'd be able to... EEEEK!" she screamed as the bucket of ice water emptied itself over her head. "Why you..." she began before I cut her off."Uh-uh-uh," I said, shaking my finger. "Behave yourself, young lady. Don't say anything you're going to regret."With a thought she was warm and dry. With another thought the ground suddenly mounded. I don't know how would that be. I know I have good looking feet, because I take care of them but to let my girl to kiss them, I don't know." I ask him back "How did your girlfriend and past girlfriends said about your feet fetish?" David: "I told them all about it and didn't bother any of 'em. They even loved it. They painted and trimmed their fingernails and toenails to my liking, but it was never about a fetish from their part." Me: "I think I would like to get my toes kissed. I don't tickle.