He grabbed his cell out of his pocket and shined the screen on his carpeted path when he thought he heard the rustling sound of clothes hangers on the other side of the store. He paused."Hello? Is someone there?” Brian asked sternly as he started walking toward the sound. He turned on his cell`s much brighter flashbulb and shined the light in every direction, looking underneath clothes racks, and against the walls. There was no one but the clothes, mannequins, displays, and him."Heh. Why am I so jumpy? I could think of creepier settings," he muttered aloud, looking around at racks of jeans and shelves lined with leggings and stretch pants. He shrugged off his search and made his way to the back again.Halfway to the panels at the back, he tripped and fell into the clothes rack in front of him, knocking over a mannequin in the process. He slowly stood up glaring at the misplaced boot in his path."Shouldn`t a closer know to sort things like this out before heading home?!” Brian yelled. She was now sobbing and sputtering. "Jesus, you're just not gonna calm down, are you?" he grumbled. "Fine, I got something in my truck that'll do you just fine." He tried to stand up but could not. He struggled for quite some time to pry the woman off of his cock. When he finally did, her hole shrank and closed up immediately. He was definitely far too big to be fucking her ass. If his dick were longer he might have damaged her internal organs.He made for the door of the apartment. When Wanda stood up he somehow knew she planned to lock him out. Rather than let her, he grabbed her hair and pulled her out with him. He threw her at the stairs and watched her tumble down them. She stayed in a crumpled heap at the bottom as he retrieved a hypodermic needle from his truck. "This is some good shit. Seems a shame to waste it on you," he sighed as he injected it in her arm.Her groans weakened into moans within minutes. She started to laugh and even stood up on her own. She was completely high.
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