He sold a lot of exciting material for various vicarious kinky clientele. But his job, his dragging time behind the counter and his life in general wa... anything but exciting. That is, until today.At 3:45 p.m. on this warm September day, four girls waltzed into the sex-toy and video store and proceeded to browse through the aisles of X-rated movies and looked musingly on the sexy clothing and toy/tool displays on the walls.George cleared his throat and adjusted his jeans which were bulging in. They employed a senior salesman named Russ Blackstone who at the time was in his early forties and was fairly introvert but had an obvious eye for the ladies. He was of average height, slim but with a wry sense of humour and I got on with him well. On one occasion after a meeting we both went to the toilet for a pee and glancing over, my eyes nearly popped out of my head when I saw the hosepipe he has taken out of his trousers. I said nothing but thought ‘bloody hell what a tool’.Now Penny was. She hugged me and told me that everything would be all right; we would find some way to work it out. She had made an appointment for me at the clinic, to be examined and set a date to have my breast implants removed. I was sad, I really enjoyed being a woman and now it was coming to an end. When we arrived we went into the doctors office, I changed into a gown and waited for him. He had me remove the gown and looked me over; he was still very impressed with his work. He said the gel he had. "I had two reasons. First I didn't want to go to work with your cum running out of me. Second, I felt like swallowing your cum; it's so personal." I'm not complaining. So do you not wear panties anymore?" I guess it depends. I was serious about you coming to the office. I wanted to make love to you there but I have to admit your study is an office and it was beautiful." Yes it was. Shall we continue our day?"She got up and straightened her skirt. I only had to wrap the towel around me.She left.