You're forced to goto work, if you don't then you'll be unable to pay the rent, the bills oreven buy any food. You hate work; it's full of dumb jocks... who thinkyou're one of them and gossipy girls who fall silent every time you tryto join in a conversation. You're excluded from the attempts to developyour stunted social skills and hampered by jerks you'd sue the ass off ina second if you were only in the right body. You want to scream, insteadyou cry into your diet mocha ice cream in front of. From experience I guessed her breasts to be 36B. Her stomach was flat and honed from (I guess) hours in the gym and just above her slit she had trimmed her hair into the briefest of landing strips. Her cunt lips were tight and reddish and looked slightly moist; Her legs were long and slim. Not bad for a 19 year old."Well...do you like?" she asked.By now the tent in my trousers must have been making my answer obvious, but I mumbled "Well..err...err."She came over to me and kissed me. I found my. A drop in pay would make Jen even more distant and the holiday in Spain would go down the tubes. Another thought skimmed the surface of his mind. If she was moody then his chances of any sex would fade and splutter like a guttering candle. No anal, in fact no sex at all was always the result of Jen?s dissatisfaction. Months of persuasion and working the subject of anal sex would dissipate. ?I shall push harder and try to get more sales.? He spluttered, lost for an effective and convincing. " She nodded. "Yes. That's what it was like. I felt her beautiful little rosebud opening up under my tongue, felt her lips down there kissing mine, felt her wet cunt squeezing my fingers. When she was close I couldn't hold off any more, and besides, she was starting to get really excited and a little noisy. The walls weren't like here. They were really soundproof, but you never knew what anyone might hear late at night when it was so quiet. And we didn't want anyone to hear us and figure out.