It wasn\'t that she minded her job as a weekend security guard, but it wasn\'t thrilling either. Joe, the evening guy let her through the gate. He gru...mbled about her being late, but then he always did. As usual she smiled, batted her gray eyes, tossed her blonde hair around, and bent over giving him a view of her enormous F cup tits. And as usual, he softened right up, mumbled \"don\'t let it happen again\", and took his leave.It was an easy job, for a second rate security company. No uniforms,. “I’m sorry, it’s just,” he looked down to his attire, “I wasn’t expecting company.” I was freezing my ass off and considering the alternative, I turned back to him and he opened his door to welcome me in. Once inside, the small cabin looked even smaller. There was a bed against the far wall, a river rock fire place in the center, a small kitchen to the right and a reclining chair with a side table to the left. Luggage and clothes were strewn about the old creaky floor. The place smelt musty in. Someone that everyone would want to protect, I quietly thought. My eyes wandered to the rest of her.Her skin was smooth and milky, her breasts small and pert with the perkiest nipples I have seen in a long time, each a perfect nibble of flesh upon a small pink areola, wrinkled by the sudden change of temperature or my glance perhaps. Her tummy was lean and muscular and her pussy had only a few short, soft wisps of hair. Her pubic mound was small but just enough to draw one’s attention downward.. He was perfectly bald and looked twice as wide as BD."This is Tank," said BD. "He and I are homies. Wha'chou want, Tank?" Can I dance with her too?" asked the huge man with the voice of a ten year old girl.BD looked at Janice. "Tank and me share everything. He won't hurt you. You want to dance with him?"Janice grinned. This wasn't scary at all, and she was having a lot of fun. "Sure," she said.Tank, as it turned out, was not only gentle with his grip on Janice, but light on his feet too."So.