she chose a very low waist beach option. The skirt was held on the hips, leaving the top edge of the G-strings open. A few days ago, she could not even imagine that she would wear something like that for going out. She tried to tuck her sweater into a skirt, but nothing came of it. The white wool product of the village is so much so that now it looked more like a top exposing a significant piece of the body in the navel.

- Heck! Heck! - evil hissed Summer looking in the mirror.

What she saw in the reflection would be a 19 year old girl going to a club or a stripper at a pole, but not as an adult solid woman. Feeling like she was gradually panicked, the woman eased into a chair and put on her shoes, straightening the glittering bracelet on her left ankle. She felt like a prostitute about to change. In any case, this is exactly what she always told James if they met a woman in a similar outfit.

- Well, now you are the same slutty bl **! She bitterly grinned at her reflection.

Turning from side to side, Summer leaned over and looked back. As she thought the skirt hem had ridden up a small incision was spread to the sides and the outlines of her buttocks with a white bridge of tight lips of the labia were perfectly visible.

- Your mother! - With a feeling she swore. Lord, how have I angered you? - she raised her eyes to the ceiling. What else can you think of to test me? I look like a nymphet prostitute in this outfit!

No matter what she thought, she still had to wear it. Having resigned to the inevitable Summer, she tinted her lips and eyelashes, ruffled her hair and threw them back so that both ear shells could be seen, gently folded the accessories for tanning in a special bag, and sent a leather bikini to the same place. She rolled up a red dress hanging on her shoulders and carefully put it into the bag. I tried to pull the skirt down below, angrily grimacing and went out into the corridor.

Chock heels Summer prayed to God that would not be in the lobby of people she knew. At the counter was an elderly woman filling out a blank. Gale was standing next to something explaining to her. She raised her head to the sound and looked at Summer with an indifferent look as if she saw her for the first time. Summer was just happy about it.

She had already taken hold of the door handle when the administrator’s voice caught up with her.

- Miss Wayne, tomorrow you are recorded at 15-30, please do not be late!
- How? - Summer stopped rooted to the spot and spun around. Gail, this is impossible I will not have time for this time. My shift ends at 15–00. I do not have enough 30 minutes to get to the salon.
- I can not help. The schedule has already been made. Said Gale coldly, flashing dark eyes at the woman. I'm sure you can agree and leave earlier from the last lesson. Ask Melanie to follow the order in the classroom. I'm sure this fool will gladly help you out of the predicament. She probably wants to finish school with the highest ball, and for this she will do anything! - the administrator has sniffed contemptuously.

Summer grimaced as a toothache. Well, why does this fool publicly announce where she works?

Then she thought that Melanie would be the last to whom she would turn for help, but it looks like there would be no other way out. This thought finally ruined Summer’s already not happy mood.

- Good. I will do my best not to be late. - she smiled sourly Hale and pushed the door to the street.

***

Opening the trunk, she evil threw a bag into it. She remembered that she had forgotten to get a dress out of her and bent down dripping in things. I realized that anyone walking down the street now sees her thighs and a part of her buttocks, she shrank, barely restraining herself, so as not to sit down sharply.And at the same time the idea that behind her can spy burned with a shot of voluptuousness. Having got into the car, the woman started the engine and drove away from the pavement.

She did not dare to park on the street and drove a BMW into a small courtyard where the back door of an adult store was leaving. Having picked up the package with a dress, the woman got out of the salon and locked the door, putting the car on the alarm, she decided not to take her bag with her because she was not going to buy anything in this disgusting place.

***

Kevin Stolings, missed the counter. The guy opened the laptop and idly flipped through the galleries of another porn site access to which was an advertising campaign of Bill Fraser.

After graduating from high school, he did not go to college because the level of grades did not even reach “B”; not a single educational institution with a reputation would have taken such a student. In sports, Kevin also did not shine since childhood was lazy, although he was always distinguished by tall stature and natural athleticism. Special savings that would arrange a son for a tuition from the parents of the guy was not. So having hardly finished a graduation class he appeared on the street without prospects to get an education and with problems will get a normal place, he was lighted by posts of unskilled workers with low pay. Over the past two years, he has changed many places where not lingering for a long time. He worked as a sales assistant, loader, courier, cleaner, tried several times to complete any courses, but he could not stand there for long. A month ago, he got a job as a seller at a Bill Fraser store and got accustomed. The guy really had an incredible passion for porn. Magazines movies videos he was ready to watch them for hours on end.

Finding out where his son now works, his father almost drove Kevin out of the house and simply forced him to sign a contract with the military, so after three weeks the guy had to leave for Parris Island in South Carolina, entering the service in the Marine Corps.

Hearing a door bell churning, the guy slammed the lid of the laptop with regret and looked up to greet another customer. He was not ready that the visitor would be a gorgeous woman over 30. Kevin always liked the girls of the same age as him, but this lady made an indelible impression on him. The stranger seemed to him a vision from a sexual fairy tale that appeared in the middle of the sales area in the bright light of daytime lamps, which reflected from the windows and mirrors so that there were no shadows in the lobby. Such lighting was a find of Fraser who recorded everything that happened in the store on videotape from 4 surveillance cameras installed in the corners under the ceiling. Thus the owner fought against theft and laziness of staff.

On the woman who entered, there was a short light blue denim skirt emphasizing slender tanned legs in white shoes and a white fluffy sweater top so tight that it stuck to her body and Kevin seemed at first that she was naked to the waist and just sprinkled with flour. The guy watched as the brunette crosses the hall and with each step her impressive breasts jumped up and up, lifting the bottom of her sweater more and more so that when she reached the counter her elastic belly was bare. Kevin's eyes just stuck to the bulging spheres of the breasts. He could swear that he clearly sees the circles of the nipples as well as the small studs piercing their tips with two bells at the edges.

***

Opening the heavy door of tinted glass, Summer was increasingly nervous. Memories of what happened here last night returned in the form of unusually vivid images, stiflingly sexy and perverted. Yesterday the hall was not so brightly lit and at first she was even confused without seeing where to go. To her relief, the trading floor was empty except for the seller leaning over the counter. A ragged dreadlocks face was decorated with a ragged beard in need of scissors, the figure of the young guy was powerful and at the same time loose Summer calling in the soul an incomprehensible repulsive effect. For her, the image of the seller was immediately associated with the image of a thick, whitish slug disgustingly moist and sticky.In addition, he was black.

Such types with oily empty eyes and sticky palms should work in such places. - Thought the woman. Coming closer, she was convinced that her first impression was not deceived.

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