She was dressed very sexily in a miniskirt and a low cut top. My dick started to stir in my pants but I quickly realized this had to be some kind of "...you'll never get this again" outfit. She looked angry and very determined. I invited her to take a seat and she did."So what is it that you wanted to say Melinda?" How could you do that to me? Do you know how I felt when I walked in on that slut blowing you? I thought that we had something. I thought we had something special. You're a fucking. Frank was the name of the cashier. He was non-descript, just a guy in his 40s who worked as a cashier at a sex shop. He was nice but unmemorable, and worked there seven days a week, and has for many years. After ringing up Celeste, he asked her for ID, at first worried that it was a sting with a cop sending in his 16 year old niece and then have him busted. When he saw that it was actually a barely-legal girl, he started to get hard. Frank told Celeste that as a birthday present, she could also. "Gone, your innocence gone!" Countisbury queried."Just the Lord of the Manor's perogative sir," the reverend insisted, "An elderly gentleman sir." It was John, the son," Sarah explained, "I cannot lie, it was ecstasy sir, I am undone, I cannot lie, I relished it, I cannot marry you any more than you can marry me." No!"Countisbury cried, "It cannot be, it is intolerable!" and he stood up from the altar rail."John?" the reverend demanded, "You consorted with John?" Yes father," she. While I waited, I noticed a couple women in the bar area giving me the once-over with their eyes. The suit was doing its magic, I thought, as I smiled at them. Vanessa arrived at 6:30 sharp, and not a moment too soon. The two women sent drinks over to me and I needed to show them that I wasn't available. As Vanessa approached the bar, I stood and gave her a big kiss. "What the fuck was that all about, Chas?" "I have two women over there who are interested in me. They sent me drinks, but I need.