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Taylor makes it work

... did the gym stuff lightly, she had no desire to bulk up, but she felt like she still needed the exercise. Finally everyone else had left, except for one guy. She didn't know him, she'd seen him around a few times, so he wasn't a total stranger. Maybe that was what fooled her about him. They were alone in the room. She wasn't even thinking sexual shit at the moment, she wasn't thinking about seducing him. He barely even looked at her, until she walked in front of him. "I thought they didn't allow k**s in this building," he said abruptly. Well, shit, she thought. What a way to start a conversation. "They don't," she said, turning to face him, her hands on her hips. "Then what are you doing here?" he said. He almost seemed hostile to her. You fuck, she thought, you don't like k**s? What is your problem? "Oh, it's a long story," she finally said, deciding to let it go. "How old are you?" he asked, not willing to give it up. She started to say twenty-four, but then thought, what the hell. Just to fuck with him a little further, she said, "Ten." "So what are you doing here, then?" he said. "What do you think? Exercising." "Where are your parents?" he asked. Well, shit, she thought, I'll just tell him the truth. "Dorsey," she said, knowing that he'd know that was twenty miles away or so. "You here with f****y, then?" he said. She shook her head. Let him fuckin' wonder, she thought. "When you gotta be home, then?" he said. "Just whenever," she replied. She was slightly irritated ...

... with him, and decided to break it off and leave. To her surprise he stepped forward, and took her hand. She yanked, but he didn't let go. Shit, she thought. "Come'ere," he said. "I wanna show you somethin'." He led her, well, pulled her through a door in the back of the room, a door that the custodians usually only used. He took her into the bowels of the building, past the elevator shafts, to a row of rooms that looked like they were storage rooms. Her heart was pounding, and she was beginning to be scared. "In here," he said, and led her into one of the room. He shut the door, and locked it. Shit, she thought. I'm locked in here, with this bastard. He turned to her, leering at her. "I said I'd show you something. Here it it!" he pulled his cock out of his pants, and his balls too. Well, shit, she thought, perplexed. He had the smallest cock she'd ever seen. Well, she'd only seen two of them, so far. Plus that million she'd seen, on the internet. But this one was barely half as long as Mr. Bennett's. It was truly a teenie weenie. She almost felt sorry for the stupid motherfucker. Don't act scared, she told herself, don't act scared. She walked the two steps to him, and took his little cock in her hands. She stroked it, rubbing the cap, and up and down the shaft. She looked up and him, and was surprised to see a frown on his face. "You done this before?" he said. Oh, shit, she thought. "No..." she said. "But I watched my s****r do it to her boyfriend." "Do what?" he said. "She ...