I again probed at her vagina with my finger, and again Kristi started to moan. Two fingers, and she got louder. I licked her, and she squealed – a s...rprised and pleasured squeal that excited me to no end. I got into a rhythm like I had with my fingers, tongue-dancing with the beautiful pinkish mound of, as I call it, strawberry chocolate. It reminded me of our first kiss, only now she was squealing and moaning, egging me on and thrashing about in complete and total bliss. There was no telling. "Hi Buddy." Rosie's eyes were red and puffy but she was smiling a little. "What can I get you for dinner?" Nothing Rosie. Agnes told me about your problems. Why don't you let me take you to dinner somewhere besides this place?" Oh, I'd like that but I don't think Mack would let me go. Besides, I'm still wearing the same uniform I had on yesterday. I desperately need a bath." She started away from the table then suddenly turned and came back. "I'll tell you what, let me serve you dinner, then. Still horny and needing that fat cock.Josh made a cup of coffee to go, and got in his truck and took off to the shop first. He needed a few items for today’s workload. Once he got them he made his way to Ronnie’s Tiny House. The whole ride he could think nothing but of last night and the great time they had, and her wanting him to be her partner.”Hell” he thought, “Even if we just fuck there, that would be great too”When he arrived at the site, he saw Ronnie’s truck there, but no sign of. It was only the influence of a cousin; a chap who had taken an interest in her, virtually from the day she had found out her parents didn't want her. He couldn't answer her question as to why her parents left her, just with a battered old suitcase on the steps of a state boarding school and turned their backs on her. Those hard questions were beyond him, because he also didn't know. Now as she performed the boring task of a check out girl, she recalled her cousin's parting comments."Penny you.