All about November, from Mr. Militant Negro
Roger agreed to meet Felicity at the local K-Mart.
He was in Home Decor when he spotted her in Hardware.
Felicity stood, posing next to a basket of finishing nails.
She took him by the hand and whispered, “Follow me.”
She led Roger to Cameras.
They were alone in a stock room among crates of cameras
bodies and zoom lenses.
“Take me here.” Felicity playfully nibbled his lips.
Roger gulped. “Oh Felicity, May I – May I take you here?”
Felicity abruptly stood, “Oh for God’s sake, Roger!” She pulled
down her skirt, “I was on my back with my legs up. What the Hell
do you think?”
“It feels so weird,” Roger pouted. “Why do we have to
do it here?”
Felicity relaxed and smiled. “If I tell you it won’t be fun! Shall
we have another go?”
Roger grinned like a happy little boy: “OK.”
“Good.” Felicity smoothed his hair. “Give me a head
start! Count to ten! “
Roger was in lingerie when he spotted Felicity in Shoes.
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