“Fill ‘er up; premium,” she instructed the kid who stood staring at her. The station seemed frozen in time sometime before the first oil crisis; the owners had never invested in self-service pumps. Sex videos Jason backed away from her until he tumbled into the chair he kept behind the register. Seeing him hesitate, Taryn discretely locked the door and walked around the counter. The boots themselves were high, coming to her mid-thigh. As she was reaching into the halter to adjust her boobs Jason finally found his voice:
“Uhh, I think we can forget the shortage; I can cover it for you.”
“Thanks a million, Jason; you’re a sweetie.”
Finishing with her top, Taryn gathered up her Slurpee and Slim Jims, unlocked the door and headed out to her waiting Spyker. Her twenty-inch waist would have been impossibly small on a bigger girl, but gave even her petite body a stunning hour-glass shape. ///
A few years earlier the owner had converted the station’s one-car service bay into a pretty well-stocked 7-Eleven clone shop. Her matching black leather halter top scooped low on her round breasts, with its laced-up front leaving at least a good three inches of cleavage exposed behind the laces.
