Tara, the oldest of the girls, now had full breasts and played with herself every night; she would select certain boys at the mall who would pay her w...at little money they had for ‘special’ viewings. Round the back in the shelter of the stores dumpsters, the chosen boys would be allowed to rub Tara’s pussy and sniff their fingers, but the main attraction was the novelty of Bella; her pretty developing feminine shape with its little extra, had the boy’s curiosity. They were all allowed one. Pretty damn funny, ain't it?" No. It's... unthinkable." And you won't be getting out of here tonight until closing time. Yougoing to be a regular in this place. Might even get a private room whereyou can entertain, especially after you start wanting to do that way-outstuff I was saying about. Drawing in lots of customers for the place.This is going to be your second home, Deanna girl." I... I'll find some way to control myself." That didn't sound asconvincing as I meant it to be."Whatever. I noticed that these mannequins were lacking a certain quality the ones outside had. They were still beautiful creations, but many looked the same and none were as lifelike as the ones outside.The men led the girl to the side of the room. One went over to a cupboard and pulled out what looked like a perspex base with a large metal pole attached. The man placed the base on the ground behind the girl. The other man had removed the girls clothes, revealing her petite body and was currently. She was blonde eye candy at the frontdesk and went out on lots of what she called 'client meets and drinks'.“My job,” she would say, “is all about customer satisfaction.” Even while we went out she said she had to do this because it wasexpected of her in her business. So, several times a week she went outeven after they were married, and sure, Joe knew that there were black guysthere and other white girls and her boss with contracts hoping to get signed.But somehow, he knew it sounded.