It's shampoo bottle. Oh... "See you Hoyt." As he steps away I know he is looking at me, and I force myself to keep my eyes on the list, not seeing an...thing at all. The fuck did you think was going to happen? My inner voice scoffed, You bet his cock matches the rest of his hard, huge and hairy self?I shake myself down, do a little mental reboot, and dump the shampoo into the trolley. I don't care what brand I use, so I grab something non-branded and boring. All through the rest of my time in. I thought they were minorities too but go figure. Anyhow, I try not to let it get me down. Some days are worse than others, though. The name is Stevenson Jean-Pierre. Boston-born Haitian guy living in the Capital Region of Canada. Currently enrolled at Carleton University and studying Criminology. And this is definitely not the way I thought my life would be going, man. Things are hard up here. Seriously. I don’t know who decided to spread the myth that Canadians are nice, easygoing people.. I was starting to get desperate to find out what it would be like to finally feel a hard cock in my mouth and ass. I got a job working in the oil fields in Texas, where I heard some of the guys talking about glory holes that they had found in a adult book store in Houston. I knew I had finally found my way of trying a cock with out anyone knowing. On one of my rare days off, I got in my truck and headed into town. I drove around until I found a book store that had booths inside. I was so. .. He called me into the office first thing this morning and of course his eyes popped open wide when he saw my outfit! I brought him some coffee and he said we needed to hunt for some files in my office...Everything he needed was in the bottom drawer so I really worked my ass which was pointed at him just a few feet away!I peaked at him..he was already pulling at his cock thru his pants! My tits were falling out and I made believe I needed to"fix them" each time I handed him a file... After a.