All of them - through natural addiction or compulsion or some combination of both - smoked nearly constantly and were required by the monitor woman to...be ladylike about it. All of them learned to smoke like 40's starlets and magazine models in quick time, lest they have their allotment cancelled. The cramps, headaches and shaking associated with withdrawal just weren't worth it.It wasn't as if there was much to buy with excess points, anyway. All of the clothes and shoes were of a theme, all. He was actively moaning with pleasure now, andI could actually feel his engorged member swelling as it repeatedlybumped against the roof of my mouth.My reward arrived unexpectedly; his grip on my hair became tighter, andsuddenly he was coming, and my mouth filled with spurts of warm semen.Totally surprised, I struggled to accommodate the thick, salty, outpourbut the best I could do was to swallow continuously, receiving his maleseed gratefully, like a real woman, until the flow ebbed.I knew. It got pretty hot as we compared a few past experiences. He’d tried a little cock sucking as a young man before finding the right lady and settling into a straight life.I told him how I’d gone from innocent virgin to gang-banging slut during one glorious afternoon in college. I hoped he was jerking off as we chatted, because just reminiscing and revealing some of the fun stuff I’d been involved in got me worked up big time, resulting in several self-induced awesome orgasms.That series of. I can get the jeanson but can't sit down, so that makes it tough to drive. Giving in for apair of man jeans (ugh!) but everything else is intact - panties,pantyhose, unpadded bra, pink shirt, bracelets, necklace, and anklechain. I put on my fleece pullover on top to cover the pink top andjewelry.So off I go to the pharmacy and a pet store. Before going in thepharmacy I check myself in the mirror (don't all girls do that?) OMG -I've totally forgotten to wipe off the lipstick! So do I leave.