She finally leaned forward, resting her hands on his shoulders. This let him get at her tits, which he wasted no time doing. She closed her eyes and i...nhaled sharply when his lips fastened around her nipples. She wanted to hold him there, let his lips and tongue work their magic on her tight little bud, but there was something a lot more urgent happening in her middle.His cock was rubbing every secret little place inside her. She rammed herself on him as hard and as fast as she could. He was. . what did you think?" Uh... think? Like, how Leena?" Priscilla had difficulty answering because her agile fingers were making her short of breath and a delicious warmth was spreading over her whole lower body."Like, seeing Mr. Best making love to me. Didja ever do it with a man?" Uh... like... no. I've never done anything like you were doing. What was it? How?" Silly. Ain't you never done it even with a boy?" Was Priscilla going to be like Eloise and deny it ever happened?"I? I couldn't see. It was a different situation altogether from a pickup, where hurried tests of sexual compatibility were the norm..."So, what do you like?" Mickey asked."I'll cop to being male," Mitch replied. "Just about anything." What should I do?" I don't know. I mean, I date -- but this isn't a date," Mitch mused. "The rules are different. If I'm dating and I want sex, I need to talk the girl out of it, usually after blowing a lot of money on her, trying to convince her that she's having a nice time with. I like working by myself.”“But aren’t you afraid?” I asked.“Shoot no,” she replied. “I can hold my own and there’s a holdup alarm under the counter.”Then she smiled and added, “And, I can’t flirt with customers when there is someone working with me.”She had me at that point.“I don’t see you as the flirting kind,” I replied.“I can be very flirtatious when I want to be,” she shot back, proffering a very pronounced wink, and hand-waving her shoulder-length black hair over her shoulder.“I can see.