They all seemed to enjoy my little show, and I have to admit that it turned me on a bit as well.We finally got to the store, which was a unit in a qui...t industrial mall. I pulled my top back up and we went in. The first thing I noticed was the clerk at the counter, who we later found out was the owner of the store. His name was Jeff, and he was a real hunk. He appeared to be in his mid-thirties, about 6’4”, blonde, very muscular and he looked a bit like Robert Redford. I felt an instant tingle. Hell, it'd make more sense to force me to mingle with people that I already know and go to high school with! That would at least make the playing field more evenly matched for my lack of social skills!BUT NO, MY SISTER WANTS ME TO GO TO A HOUSE PARTY WHERE SHE AND ALL HER COLLEGE FRIENDS ARE GOING TO HANG OUT.Forced to talk to people who I don't even know when I already lack the social grace in the first place- GOD DAMMIT SHELLY-"Come on, John. I'm serious, it's not going to be that bad!". Unsurprisingly, the boots had no heels. Asha didn't need heels to tower over virtually everybody.Her thighs were enormous, bulging with muscle that had developed not only in the gym, but carrying around her giantess figure. Her ass, likewise, was supersized, sticking out prominently and highlighted in glossy black rubber. Her long, dark hair fell around her head in a silky wave and her lips were painted deep crimson. Her thick, curvy body filled out the fetish-wear nicely. Asha was a knockout. NEVER!!!" The father shouted and stomped away. I think I heard the front door open."No, wait, Mr. Palnasus, please, HELP!" My brother yelled after him.I was jolted from my delirium. I had to do something. I couldn't think of anything except the woman firmly massaging my cock."Suck on my tits." She begged as she continued to kiss me.Rodney managed his own escape rather quickly, once he collected himself and realized the situation. Two prior experiences were quite enough to aid his muster. He was.