"What seems to be the trouble, lady?" a voice asked.Turning, she saw an elderly white-haired negro looking at her quizzically. He seemed harmless and,... indeed, avuncular."Do you know anything about cars?" she asked, "Mine has stopped. It was... I don't know... sort of burping as I came along." Sounds like fuel trouble to me," said the old man, "Me and my sons run a garage about half a mile away. If you like we can tow you down there and fix it for you." Would you?" she asked, instinctively know. Like the shadows of night could never have existed. 'H' works the opening shift in the Safeway deli. I work the opening Courtesy Clerk and Bottling boy shift. My tasks were fairly simple and short most days. So I end up with a lot of time to help 'H' with things like reaching the top shelves and heavy lifting.She and I would laugh and joke around in the confining space behind counters and in the cooler, where other employees wouldn’t see if she brushed against me. After a few days of. ?No!? he stated quite firmly. ?You are not to hide yourself from me EVER!? He dropped my wrist and the slapped my face hard, then he slapped my tits two or three times. I don’t really remember. ?Now take off your bra.? I was crying at this point, confused about what was happening but it never occurred to me to say ?no? or to get out of the car. ?But people will see me I said quietly.? Even as I spoke, I was reaching behind me so undo the clasp of my bra. ?That’s right, they will see. ..so he lowered his right hand down her bare back over her bra strap.....and playfully slapped her ass. As he did this she let out a low moan. She continued to lick Bobby's stomach clean but seemed to be stuck in one spot.... so he brought his hand back up and pushed her head down lower to his tented yellow shorts.Bobby scooted his ass down a little so that he could have a better view of his mother's mouth. As Carol's toungue traced along the edge of Bobby's shorts he noticed that her knees was.