'Oh, hell yes!' he laughed, his hand gripping roughly at her cunt. 'No!' she gasped, pulling her mouth from him. He suddenly pulled his hand out of her bra and reached beneath her skin, pulling the material up as he grabbed at her pussy. She felt his tongue come into her mouth, lapping about sensuously. Lynda tried to pull away as he pressed at her nipple, sending warm sparks of terrified delight through her tits. He got her blouse open and tried to squeeze his fingers inside her bra. His mouth came down over her lips while one hand groped for her tits. He pulled her to him and grabbed her tightly. You be nice to old Joe and you can work here as long as you need to.' All right, sweetheart, I'm an easy man to please. 'In other words,' he grunted, 'You have no job and no money. He grinned lewdly at her, licking his lips like he wanted to eat her. He looked at her as though he wouldn't have believed her if he had heard her. He seemed not to even hear her as she explained the circumstances of her being there. He stared at her tits as she explained that she had never been a waitress before. 'Now, honey,' the owner of the small diner asked her, 'where have you worked before? You ever waited tables?' He would have rushed to her aid, even if he didn't figure it might make her more agreeable to going to bed with him. Her over-sexed boy friend would have leaped at the chance to help her out of a jam.

She came out in time to see her car disappearing down the small road that wound through the dusty little town. In her haste to send the message she had left her purse in the car.

She had run into the post office to mail a card back to Brill. She would never have approached him, except for the theft. The young girl realized that this was not the best man to approach for help. She could feel the heat of his desire for her. Lynda felt a rising discomfort at the way he eyed her, a growing uneasiness as he took the liberty of leading her back to his office with an arm securely around her waist. His eyes gaped at the lines of her body, zeroing in on her firm, ripe tits. Don't ever let it be said that Joe Cousins failed to aid a lady in distress.'

The caged virgin