Girl Scout Cookies

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*This is so emberrassing*

It ran through her head a gain and again as she walked up to the next house. Diane tried pulling down her tiny skirt a bit more so that her ass would be covered, but to no avail. Her blouse was nearly bursting open.

*This is so emberrassing*

Diane had lost a simple bet at work over a sale, and the result was she had to sell cookies door to door dressed up as a school girl. Her co-workers were down the street videotaping the hightlights of the lloks on peoples faces when they opened the door.

6 more houses and she was done, the humiliation was over.

The uniform was way too freaking small, a left over from her rather portly daughters girl guide outfit. Being slim she thought she could fit in.. reality taught her a bigger lesson.

Diane was by now means a big busted gal, but the tiny top seemed to want burst forth her C's with every exhale, and she had the first few buttons undone to boot. And the skirt barely covered her ass as is.

And to finsih it off the silly ponytails.

*This is so emberassing*

more houses then I'm done,was all she could think.

The music was blaring as she came to the door, and could hear the raucous noise of partying boys inside, hell, she could smell the weed. At least they'd have a laugh and forget about it, not like the shock of the little old lady 3 houses down.

She pressed the doorbell and waited for the last humiliation


Diane Westerly
36
5'6"
130lbs, slim , perky busted, green eyes, dirty brown hair, in a too small tight fitting girl guide uniform
 
Malcolm

OOC: I will answer this one,

Malcolm answered the door, stoned off his rocker, and saw what he thought was a girl scout selling cookies. A hot older girl scout, and this one looked at least 18 so he smiled at her. "Hey baby, want to sell something besides those cookies of yours." He was a tall muscular black man, with a shaved head, and muscles on top of muscles. He wasn't wearing a shirt, and the shorts he was wearing wasn't covering his huge manhood that was as a bulge in them.

Malcolm
6'3"
220 Pounds of muscle
Black
Bald
Blue Eyes
very well endowed.
 
Diane

She came face to face with a chest..a very hard ripped black chest.

Diane looked up into his face

"Hey baby, want to sell something besides those cookies of yours."

She felt a flush go up her cheeks and a little weak in the knees as she looked up at this mountain of a man. She didnt know what his condition was, but there was some red in his eyes , obvioulsy a tad stoned.

" I just need to sell a box of cookies, i know its silly, but it could help with munchies"

Diane was grasping at straws here
 
Malcolm

Malcolm smiled. "Well come on in baby, my money's inside." He held the door open for her as he stepped aside. She could see the house inside, farly nicely decorated, and smelling of pot. "You want a hit baby?" He smacked her ass as she walked in chuckling.
 
Diane

She nervously stepped into the bachelor pad from marijuana hell. Staring aroud at the marijuan leaf posters,and Bob marley blasting through the air.

The smack on her ass woke her from her reverie.

" Hey, pal, I'm here to sell cookies not my ass"

The slow motion amused comical look on his face just made her laugh. After all what a sight she must have been, she was taking all this way too seriously.

" I suppose I can sit down and warm upa bit, but if if you want me to take a hit, you've got to buy a box"

She looked into the living room and saw that it was a combo of hippyhome and platyer love pad.
 
Malcolm

Malcolm smiled and nodded. "No problem baby, I will buy a box, you take a hit for each box I buy." He pulled out his wallet and handed her the joint.

"So here's the money for the first box." He handed it to her, watching her take a hit. As she did, he dropped his pants from behind her, letting his cock flop out fully erect. "Here you go, another box please," He handed it to her, and awaited her to take another hit, rubbing her ass and smacking it again.
 
She ran out of the house screaming and into the car and drove off..barely escaping a sexual assualt

THE END

I mean, what did you expect?
 
OOC: Sorry, didm't know what you were going for in this. Hope you have better luck with someone else in this, I'm not like this, I'm actually a nice guy.
 
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