I look like a totalfag." Listen, you'll do fine. Just stay with me. I'll help you. Here, take thislittle purse and let's go." Do I really need a purse..." As he said this I could see his handssearching the pants for pockets. "Christ, these dumb pants don't even havepockets. This totally sucks." No, they don't have pockets so stop complaining. Lots of girl's pants andskirts don't have pockets. That's why we carry purses so take this bag. Iput a few things in it for you. Tissues, a comb, lip-gloss. Maybe I had, but I said, "Not a good idea. One of the bartenders might come in and it wouldn't look very good." I didn't really believe what I said. If she had offered even the slightest argument I would have caved in. But she didn't. She heaved a slightly disappointed sigh, reminded me that it was already after four and I should be out front. She said she'd join me for a drink after she finished up her work.I sat at my usual table. It was to one side of the room and near the opening to the. I was walking to the office when Butch hollered, "Hey, come look at what I got you." This was another bright blue car, but it was an almost new Ford Edge. Butch was gushing, "This is such a good deal that I almost decided to keep this for the wife, but she doesn't want to give up her Mustang. This is a twenty fifteen and has just about every option known to man. It was a stolen car from up north and recovered down here. I know the adjuster, and he brought me the car because he said he owed me. You turn me over and get up on your knees.Your hands take my hips and push me over onto my stomach. As I come to my knees, you steal my breath from me. Your hands push my thighs apart and I feel your tongue from behind licking at my pussy. My arms tremble as I hold myself up. Your hands grasp my hips tighter and your tongue trails up licking and sucking at the soft skin leading to my ass. As your tongue slides back further still, your hand slides forward, cupping my pussy, fingers finding my.