She started to get nervous, and I saw her glancing at a box on the counter.I pulled her into my lap, took out one of the micro-needle finger blades, p...ut it on her right finger, moved that down to her pussy lips, pushed her finger against her pussy, and pulled her hand up. She used her other hand to muffle the scream of searing pain, then moans of unbelievable pleasure, and then twitched before going limp. I carried her to the couch, put her between my legs reclining against me, and caressed her. I spent the next 3 hours looking for a job that I thought I would like.I decided to call it a night and headed to the shower. I washed my hair, shaved under my arms, lathered my pussy and made it baby smooth, and then after the shower rubbed it with lotion to prevent razor burn. I had given away all my toys I had at home when I went into the service and the things I had used in the service I had thrown away before I left the sand box.I wondered if the bookstore in Annapolis still carried a. It would only happen this one time. My mischievous side started to come out. This was perfect, I could be a little bad and nobody would know. I slowly reached out for it. When my hand reached it, the dick twitched which scared me. Again I mustered up my courage and I reached for it again. This time I did not pull away when it twitched. It was a very strange feeling. The cock was warm and soft but hard and throbbing. My cold hand felt so good on the skin like it was made to be holding a cock.. Common workers seemed to avoid him and refuse to talk to him. He began to ask questions of his secretary and she looked uncomfortable. Documents he asked for eventually showed up but slowly. He found the inventories to be out of date. He could not find evidence of theft but he did find evidence of slovenly work practices. The warehouse and offices were not as clean as he felt they should have been, people worked slowly and ineffectively. He made comments and gave instructions that were followed.