And within a moment just seconds later she placed a beer in front of me two and without a word was collecting my money from the bar. "Rough night?" th...e young bartender asked me as she placed my change back on the bar, and I looked into her bright blue eyes and warm bright smile and shook my head "Yes" in reply to her, before I slammed down the shot of Jack Daniels she'd poured with a free hand. Has fast as the shot glass hit the bar she had poured me another shot and then turned to set the. I didn't plan on making any friends. I didn't have any. I lost touch with the few I made in grade school, and never stayed any place long enough to invest in new ones. It didn't bother me though. Everyone either feared me, or felt sorry for me. Both were fine. I kept the same blank expression on by face, all day, trying to ignore all the hype about the "new chick" and the little whispers of "foster child" or "bad egg" or whatever the hell else the local neighborhood sluts liked to gossip. His eyes were a light hazel as he gazed at me probably gauging my own abilities to handle certain issues. He didn’t look as if he was worried. He casually leaned back against the counter, being careful not to crease his beige slacks that extended from beneath his expensive looking gray sweater. ‘Yes, Jason…I’d really love a cold frosty one, thank you. Making love to your wife brings up a terrible thirst.’ Ellen must have told him I was non-confrontational and wouldn’t need to worry about my. “What would you want me to do?”“Oh…” She ponders to think. “Maybe if you could just let me sink my cock into that tight plush little butt of yours it would make me very happy.”My eyes go wide at such a suggestion. “Will… will it hurt?”“Hmmm, maybe just a little bit. Only at the beginning. I promise you once I get inside you, you’ll feel such a pleasure you’ve never felt before. Now what do you say, will you let me have that ass of yours? I promise I’ll be gentle.”“I… I ah… I thought I was your.