I rode my new red three speed Schwinn to the loading station several blocks away. The route manager, a short and muscular middle-aged man with a harri...d look and baggy eyes, delivered my initial instructions and showed me how to check and sign for my newspapers. I learned that my route consisted of 136 customers on seven short suburban streets. I then discovered that there was no way my three speed Schwinn could transport 136 newspapers in a single trip without another backbreaking effort on my. I said not it’s too late to have tea. She says it would take just 5 mins. I sat ok. I was on her terrace room sitting and just thinking of her. Every one was sleeping or busy in there televisions. She came back with tea and gave it to me with after little bending down.I saw her cleavage but took off my eyes and was having tea. She sat on sofa. I was again aroused and flash of her cleavage running through my mind. She was in her black nighty and her boobs were jumping. She was somewhat aware of. No one wanted to admit they were a nineteen-year-old virgin. “What are you doing?” said a voice. I looked up with a strangely guilty feeling, and saw a woman with short bleached-blonde hair standing by the door looking at me. It was Amy, our HR manager. “I’m going to, er, sleep here I think,” I stammered. “There’s, um, someone in my room. Two someones.” “Oh dear,” said Amy in her sombre, upper class accent. “Well, I’ve got a big double all to myself and you’re welcome to share it if you like.”. Ashley gave a small smile and replied, “Well, Ok, if you think so.”Marie put her arm around Ashley and they headed toward the trailer.I called to Pete and Chad, “Couple suckers on the way. Get ready to take their money.”Chad grumbled, “It’s Friday. I just want a good fuck. Some girlie we can take turns holding down.”Pete added, “Yeah. Something with a bit of fight.”I agreed. But, money first, find a fuck later.I opened the door to greet the woman and her daughter. The woman had money written.