"OK, your lost" the man said. "You can't blame me for trying, with a body like that you have; are you happen to be a model? Or into the movie business, TV, stage things like that? (getting no answer) to "OK," the ole creepy looking man said.
Sharon saw him sighing out, seeing she was giving the evil eye… "the phone's in the room back yonder" He pointed, with his thumb over his shoulder to a door, just behind him.
"Thank you" Sharon only said to him as she walked around the corner to see it was a tight area that she had to squeeze pass him forcing the perfect braless F-cup breasts under the sweated up thick sweater rub across his own sweated up A-shirt (which he deliberately lean unto her); forcing the nipples to awaken from their home to throb away.
Sharon didn't wanted to start anything to just move pass him to quickly open the door to slip into it the room to see there was no phone with no second exit, with a small window with bars on it to make he scare for her life, when she heard the key being turned in the lock to "oh, my GOSH! I been had!"
Sun Dec 01 16:40:43 2019