So, no big deal right? That is until my mom was called, and had to leave work to pick me up from the police station. Hell of a way to start summer! “Bridge, you’re graduating today, and then you got to start figuring out your path in life. The first step is getting a job, earning some dollars, and then see what you want to do with your diploma. You haven’t said boo about the boy you were with so I’m thinking that you already know where he fits in whatever future you make for yourself.” The thing is… my mom is right. After getting embarrassed in the car with him, I kind of don’t want to see Nolan again. More or less I think it was more of a matter of an ok looking boy, a night of excitement, after all the highs created by the last day of high school. Bur her idea that I go work for my uncle at his new risqué coffee shop is absurd! “Mom, you’ve seen the website for Uncle Ben’s store. Its way over the top and I thought I was in trouble for hormones and going too far with stuff. Now you want me to interracial work in a sex themed coffee shop!?” I argue. “Ben needs the help, maybe working in a college town will give you some ideas about where you want to head next, and I’m sure his Taboo Coffee is more “cute and gimmicky” to stand out from all the other stores. You’re not shy and learning some customer service and having a regular job will be good for you.” My mom counters. To tell the truth I’m not sure where I stand on the whole affair. I don’t have any plans and lots of my friends are heading off to college or have jobs and plans so the idea of escaping to sensual someplace else this summer, particularly once all the rumors about what happened start flying through town, is appealing. Which is how my mom won the argument. couples I graduated on Saturday, with all the gossip circulating through the ceremony about what me and Nolan were supposedly doing on Friday night and how far he supposedly got and how much of a slut or how stupid I must be to massage have gotten myself in that position. By the end of graduation I offered next to no resistance as my mom helped me pack some clothes and we headed out of state to the University of Minnesota where my uncle welcomed me. My mom eats with us at a nice café and then heads out for her 7 hour return trip back home. I fidget awkwardly while Uncle Ben pays the bill, wondering what’s next and feeling really unsure of myself. Ben finishes up and then turns back to me. He has a big welcoming smile on his face. He gives me an appraising look and I am more than a little self-conscious under his erotic gaze. I am best described as an average looking girl. I have red hair that I usually keep up and pretty fair skin with typical Irish girl freckles on my cheeks. I feel like I am in pretty good shape. I played volleyball and did swim team in school. My chest isn’t real big but it is enough that boys notice and my hips are curvy but desi I’m definitely not high school prom queen or captain cheer leader material. “Well Bridget, looks like you’re growing up and on to the next leap forward in your life. How ‘bout we swing past a grocery store and get some basics and then you can settle in before work tomorrow.” he offers. “That would be great! Thanks for the job and place to stay uncle Ben. Do I need to know anything about work? I haven’t really ever worked in a restaurant before.” I say. I know its silly but in truth I’m pretty nervous about tomorrow. “It’s just Ben and don’t worry Bridget, we’ll show you the ropes. And yes that is a bit of a pun given our theme. But you’ll be fine. Exactly. "Well you have more things now so I wanted you to have a bag to carry your things in, that little backpack of yours doesn't carry much" he replied “I did, but that can come later; I need to show you what this wrist thing does, and how to get back on it if you, or we, fall off.” “Why worry about Deen, Aunt Manya,” asked Prem. If it had been Ryan I’d have jumped on him right there and then. I looked from my groin tentatively to see Lorelei’s reaction. Which, now that I think about it, is an odd thing to say. Tracey could see that Jeff was naked from the waist down. I set about posing her next, bending her like a living doll. Misty arrived home at her usual time and was fully prepared for another awkward encounter with Mr Hopkins. Turns out sensual there was more than one mine out there.” He set me down and kissed me passionately for a while. I turned in a little past 10. John pleaded with her. How utterly pathetic and sad. When the show was over, she took me by the hand and led me to the bedroom. She felt him move the couples rest of her top off her other breast and take that one interracial in his other hand. Only one girl is on the lease for the house and all others pay her monthly for the rent. I slowly backed Miriam to the edge of her bed, as I continued to play with her button, and had her sit on the edge of the bed. In fact, the more serious the trouble, the calmer massage an experienced spacer will sound. I did grab him desi by the throat and restrain him until Ralph threw him and his friends out. It took him all of the math class to start developing a cure based on what he learned in his biology class. Sean thought, my gosh, what is this woman doing. I moan loudly as Growlithe fucks me from behind. "Okay," I said to Susan. Mr. Greene, you’ve already been so generous with my ‘crew’ as you called it. I then returned to the creek by the same tracks and hoisted my 2 legged erotic "deer" over my shoulder and went up the creek about a mile to where a branch intersected before making my way back home. “See you soon.” Incest is the best!” Silk responded to his touches and words. She ran to the door, crying and bleeding. “This was a lot for one story, Aaron.” she let me know in that trademark calm tone all workers of this sort seemed to master. And Angie? “Eat her cunt. Tad, a slovenly man in his mid-twenties, grimaced. Sit in the chair.” I did as Olivia requested.