I was shaking, I was so nervous. Mr king moved his hand up and down slowly. My heart pounded and my breathing quickened as I watched him. After a coup...e of minutes he asked, how does that feel. GG good I stuttered. He squeezed my balls softly with his other hand. After a minute he said, bring your knees up. Legs spread and my knees up, my butt was fully exposed. Mr king said relax, you're going to like this. He slid his fingers between my butt cheeks and rubbed my butt hole. As he circled it,. From the moment I opened my apartment door, things went downhill, and fast. Now, here I sit in the park, losing my apartment, very likely losing my job, and tonight’s big date with my crush from work was canceled. Damn.“Well, that’s enough moping,” I say to myself as I get up off the bench. “I might as well swing by the post office on my way home. Maybe they’ve got some boxes I can use to start packing all my shit.”As I walk along the path, heading up the hill to the parking lot I dapperly. Hmmm...how can I show off my body in a casual way?No! No! Stop...you don’t want to even think like this!I mean...what's the definition of naked? I could wear a really skimpy dress...no...seems like to much skin….what if the dress was see through?....still seems like to much clothing…I looked on in horror as my mind traitorously carried on its train of thought.What about tiny exercise shorts and sports bra….pretty good….lots of skin on display...good...but can i do any better...the command was. On top of that she was a walking advertisement for the gym and tanning booth. Perfectly tanned and in perfect shape, when she worked the booth her normal attire was the thong bikini and a barely there top or a cut off tee shirt that had printed on it, "Work it off in the gym."On Wednesday Jake sent me a text that the shipment would arrive at the secure shipping area at Summit Aviation on Thursday and that I needed to pick it up by 4 PM. Thursday was quiet so Patti and I left early to pick it.