It reminded him of the sound of rain on a tin roof. His childhood home was an immense and solid thing, originally a plantation home built in the early... 1800’s. Apparently the plantation fell into a long, gradual decline and over the years bits and pieces of the surrounding land were sold off until the house sat on a small plot a fraction over two acres large. He imagined it would have been an interesting progression to watch from afar, the house sitting grandly at the center of a huge plantation. As soon as I got into the shop Steve knew just by looking at me why I was there. He continued his sales talk.“Why would you believe that this little girl here was shy and retiring. Now after wearing my clothing and using some of my sex aids [30 men actually I thought] she is a real goer. A real whore. She will do anything. In fact her husband has just sent her here for me to fuck her. Is that true,” he said, eventually turning to me.“Yes, Sir” I said.“You look plugged, is it fanny or. I did and she reached down and slid off her bottoms. Her light and somewhat sparse well trimmed pubic patch glistened with her juices."I'm ready now."I leaned down to grab my jeans and pulled out a condom packet and a small bottle of lube. I felt proud that I'd come prepared. She smiled and took a different bottle off her nightstand."You wont need the rubber, I'm on the pill. And I like Astra-glide."I took off my boxers and she turned to pour the cool gel on my cock, then rubbed it all over the. "You and John seemed to get along." He's real nice," said Cindy, "and he knows a lot about the stars and stuff. We went behind the garage to get away from the house lights and he was showing me the Big and Little Dipper, Orion's Belt and all that." What was that you pulled out of his pants and put in your mouth - the Milky Way?"She looked like I'd hit her with a baseball bat. "Don't bother denying it - I saw you do it!"She burst into tears and I just sat there and waited till she stopped, and.