Chapter 155

• She was feeling horny; it was rare that Carolyn went two entire days without a pet between her legs, so she quickly made her choice. A young girl (she liked them young) was sitting at the bar by herself. She was also one of the three wearing pantyhose. Carolyn walked over to the black haired beauty and asked, "Anyone sitting beside you?"
• "No, ma'am," the girl responded, startled by the question, waiting for her so-called meeting.
• "Ma'am," Carolyn chuckled playfully, charm on full, "Please, I hate such terms, they infer age. My name is Carolyn."