I walked in thestore and I hear "my, my, my I was not expecting to see you here today."Just then the words came to my head "Nasty girl,Nasty girl, do ...ou thinkI'm a nasty girl"I turned my head to the counter and started to smile as I was expecting tosee the cute blonde sales girl who was the object of my desire. However, mysmile faded as there was another sales clerk up there. A dark haired heavyset woman in her mid-40's. This woman was actually looking past me to amall security guard who was. The subconscious divining her intention and reacting accordingly. Fear -along with levels of humiliation even he as a writer would be hard-pressed to describe– adding a perverse urgency to the throbbing at his groin. A reaction to his situation, and another source of shame, he found difficult to reconcile with the man he had once believed himself to be. Though not restrained in any way, movement was impossible -as was intelligible speech. All he could do was watch as she seated herself and. All Dennis had to do was sit there and groan with pleasure. ******************************************************************************** Show time at last! The camera was rolling and my screen test had begun. I pulled up my skirt and drove my big lady stick deep into Dennis’ hairy ass. ‘Ohhhhh’, he groaned. ‘Good Fuck.’ From the control desk Nick the director spoke up, ‘Not bad Jane,’ he commented calling me by my screen name while I was on the set. ‘Now, draw your cock back out and push. "Polly, I think Kevin is bound by certain rules of secrecy, and no matter how hard you press him, I doubt he will violate the privacy agreement he signed."That put a damper on her pumping me about getting shot, but did nothing to dampen her curiosity about my private life. "Kevin, Hamilton tells me you are an orphan. What was it like growing up in an orphanage?"I decided that the only defense here was going to be smothering her in details, instead of keeping quiet. "Imagine living in a long,.