" He pulled out a chair and the kitchen table and took a seat, waiting for the water to boil."Another Friday night alone," I sighed. "Quinn's has beco...e my home away from home on Friday's. They know me pretty well in there." I sat up a bit more and tucked one leg underneath me."You've gotta stop doing this to yourself, Mel," Jason said with concern in his voice."Stop doing what?" I hissed at him."Stop drinking your problems away. Sooner or later it's gonna be every night, not just Friday's." If. Just one stupid box left. Of course, it’s the biggest box and has managed to wedge itself in the very back of the trunk. I’m bent almost entirely in half, trying to yank it free when a voice finds my ears. “Having some trouble?” I give the box one final yank, then resign to straightening up. The good Samaritan standing in front of me was nothing at all like what I expected. He stood about 6’2”, blocking the sun with his shoulders. He was wearing faded blue jeans and a gray t-shirt that showed. His wife was thrusting her tits out at the leering crowd. Shaking her ass in the faces of the men seated at smoky tables. Susan now sported blonde hair, a shaved pussy and large gold ring hanging from her nipple. Juan walked up to Susan and clipped a dog leash to her nipple ring. He led her through the crowd of men who grabbed at her. Susan laughed as rough, calloused, dirty hands came in contact with her tits, cunt and ass. Occasionally a finger would worm its way into her pussy. Susan would. These had been matched with what he knew where her own simple black knickers and thigh high red and black socks. “What do you think?” she asked as she twirled 540 degrees before sticking her ass toward him and slowly bending down to fix her socks slightly.“Is this ok?” He had no words. His silence spoke for him. She looked stunning. He had loved her body form the moment he met her. Petite, blonde and pale. She had beautiful eyes to go along with that devils smile and kickass dress sense, a mix.
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