.. Sissy!Chad was ever so grateful as they finished the last aisle and headed forthe checkout counters. Mel was certainly not hurrying, that was fors...ure. His cart was fully loaded and heavy. The heels he was wearingwere making it harder to push. The amount of time they had spent in thestore had dulled his fears, but only somewhat. The next hurdle would begetting through the checkout. But would she take him home after that?He certainly hoped so. Many of the things in his shopping cart. ..no panties at all. Nice! As she walked back towards me, she smiled sweetly knowing well that I had enjoyed her little show. Standing before me she offered me the pen, "here it is, sir", instead of holding the pen I took hold of her hand and pulled towards me forcing her to bend over, her face just an inch from me, looking directly into her big, black eyes, I put my left hand on her ass and caressed the soft bare skin under the skirt, squeezing the round, firm ass cheek finding it tight and. ” Greg took a tight hold and a hard, full hand squeeze. “Yes, that’s it baby, that’s it.” A shift in his grip pinched her lips between fingertips and the heel of his hand. Greg pressed as hard as he could, Laura gave a small shriek. He pressed the question once more, “Lunch?” “No!” Greg kneaded as he squeezed, the pressure was even greater. “Lunch today, right now?” “No! Not today, Thursday.” “Tomorrow, tomorrow or I don’t let go.” Laura’s resolve weakened. “Mmm, just a little more; we can do. I really would like this off me so I can finally come. Please..." "All right, I said I would didn't I, typical man only ever thinking of yourself." She climbed from the bed then turned and said, "Come on then, what are you waiting for?" Brian was confused but followed her anyway. As he entered the bathroom, Sherrie was pulling rubber gloves onto her hands. He watched for a while finally asking her what she intended to do. "You don't expect me to touch that sticky mess with my hands, do you.".