"So, it's legal?", I asked."Yep, it's legal", she answered. "Now, I see you have an open availablity." Yep, I got nothing else going on. I'd like to b...e able to get forty hours a week, if that's possible." I'll bet I can arrange that, or something close to it. I like your work record. You seem to work well with a team. We need that here. Let me see if I can get the store manager real quick." Okay. Thanks, Elizabeth."She called the store manager on the phone. She must have thought I did very well. Well, that would be giving things away.Since this story is about a big event in my life, you might as well know a bit more about me. My name is Mike, I'm 37, 6'2", 175 lbs., long black hair, tied in back during business hours. I run a bookstore in a medium-sized Mid-western city (based on the non-coastal definition of "medium sized"). After getting shot and watching friends die in the service, finishing college and working at a marine biology lab, teaching high school and working with. I am going to take a shower, quickly, then I will tell you all about the trip, I said. I slipped my clothes off and jumped into the shower, soaking myself under lukewarm water. I felt tensed and nervous and wanted to get myself together, before Mike picks up on anything, with his sixth sense. Before I could get out, I felt Mikes naked body stepping into shower, taking me in his arms. He started kissing me gently …the water running down my face …the taste of his familiar mouth mixed with the. I was met with denial again. As a little bolder move, I placed my hand inside her underwear and for a short moment surprise appeared then quickly faded from her face. “I’ll put it in!” I playfully threatened and once again I was met with the denying answer. Again I voiced that I was serious and kept on being met by ‘nu-uh’s over and over until I finally put my words into action. I pushed one finger between her moist lips and into her. The room went silent for a moment and I felt her body.