No, we were going to a proper shop. Where they had a proper fitter.And shopping you might ask. Truth to tell I am one of a tiny minority of blokes, we...l, possibly just me, who actually enjoy taking a woman shopping, it's about the only good thing my ex-wife found to say about me. So there was a motive, other than the obvious one that the girl had nothing to wear and seemed incapable of creating anything other than to reproduce what she already had, added to which she had little or no concept of. "ALRIGHT EVERYONE, line up! $50 a fuck, blow your load and move on, use his holes however you like, this bitch is yours for the fucking"I froze in fear hoping this as a joke, my fears became reality when I heard those same scurrying footsteps begin to move around me, laughing, cheering and shouting. A whole bunch of men."I'm first naturally, I'm gonna fuck his whore asshole, who wants his mouth?"My boss said from behind me, I felt him spit on my asshole while someone cheered "I'll fuck his. She was wearing those pencil rimmed glasses but it did not matter. She was a librarian’s librarian. She was hot looking despite the glasses and although she wasn’t saying so, she knew she was hot looking to be honest. Take off those glasses, let down that hair, and take off the blouse and skirt and what did look like underneath all that?” I sure wanted to ask her. I sure wanted to know. We talked a little about the position. She eyed me up and down as we talked. I felt her eyes, and even her. I went inside and she said to me sit on sofa meanwhile she went to kitchen to arrange the dinner.I was anxious and afraid bit thinking what will happen next and was thinking how to proceed forward.She came and sat beside me and we both started to watch english movie titanic and to my chance the kissing and makeout scene came and we both looked at each other and were feeling shy and were looking deep into each others eyes and I my erection was clearly visible to her to which she in shy turned.