." Well" she broke in, laughing, "you were certainly looking at them, and at me too, I saw you. All the girls saw you, and all of them were trying to ...atch your eye, I told you, they think you're quite a spunk, did you think they were pretty....and sexy?" Natasha!" I exclaimed again, my vocabulary suddenly very limited, "You shouldn't speak to your father like that" Sorry, daddy" she said, looking suddenly very contrite, "I didn't mean to tease, but you did like them didn't you?"I sighed loudly. She shrugged and said, "Never turn down a pretty girl who asks you to dance, Duane."And so I ended the night dancing with a 23-year-old girl. Definitely different from my old job.After that the holiday season went pretty smoothly. We were always busy, but barring the occasional promotional item which didn't get shipped to our store in time, we didn't want to tear our hair out or burn the place down, at least not too often.I got to be pretty close with Vicki and Serena, in fact sometimes a. Her brain was panicking, she couldn’t breathe, but she didn’t want to stop, as he released her moving his face away from her, his fingers started massaging her pussy faster, she was becoming uncontrollable, “please Sir”, he said nothing, fingering her, watching her frustration, watching her losing it, “PLEASE SIR”, still quiet, she didn’t want to let him down, but too late, she came, a power shuddering orgasm ran through her body. He slowly stopped, removing his dripping hand from her.. I can't remember if it was jeans or corduroy or slacks seemed like all of the above but they were tight and this set off a life long trigger.. And I wanted to sit next to this Gina on the bus or as close as possible. Why this happened we can not in therapy come up with a answer. But it has been for like 1974-2019 a serious problem. In junior high I met someone that I still have a crush on and it got so bad there was a few minor incidents where I had dry humping moments I literally couldn't help.