Later, in her slumber something stirred her.She was vaguely conscious of a distinctive smell and something brushing her lips.Her eyes opened and in th... gloom a woman was gently kissing her; and the odour was of whisky.Shelia tried to rise but a hand cupped her mouth and pinned her down.“Don’t fret Shelia, it’s only me; just checking Rupert was OK.” Pamela whispered.At a loss how to respond Shelia nodded her head and the hand came away from her mouth.Pamela added, “What your feeling now is just. Little do they know that I absolutely love it, the power it gives me is almost orgasmic. I am a shameless flirt, I admit it. But my standards are higher than you can imagine. I have an amazing attention to detail and I remember faces. A couple of Saturdays ago, an older man came into my store. We were busy and I was behind the checkout counter with Amber. She’s a doll, works so hard and she always has a smile on her face. I need to clone her, honestly. I knew it was going to be a busy day, so I. So I pumped three huge loads deep inside Carol. When I was done she popped up and got dressed. "How was that?" she asked. "Good!" I replied. "Well I going to bed, if you ever want some more of this pussy just let me know." Carol said as she shuffled back to the house with me right behind her. The next morning she was in the kitchen and never said a word about me fucking her the night before. I wondered if she for got or was drunker than I thought and does not remember, any way it was good and. ” John frowned.“So you’re trying to say, they were fighting over you?” Miss Pierson grinned as she shook her head at him.“Yes ma’am.” John nodded“And why would they do that?” She pushed her glasses back.“Because of my…” John muttered, and looked over at Ms. Styles.“Go on.” She insisted“Because of my penis size.” John frowned.“I find that a little hard to swallow. Pardon the pun.” Ms. Pierson mused; he thought he heard Ms. Styles let out a little laugh at her comment. “It’s true.” John said.