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Total Meltdown
(Anna Mann)

Wearing the same gown as the previous day, Pam opened her front door and left it wide as she slipped into the sitting room and opened the curtains. Her palms were sweaty and her heart hammered against the inside of her ribcage. Yesterday was spur of the moment she told herself, it had been a split-second decision when she'd turned to face the old dog walker with her pussy and tits on display.

"But premeditated feels somehow... sleazy. Like I'm one of those dirty old men wearing raincoats, just waiting for girls to pass so they can wave their little dicks in the air." She'd experienced that scenario first hand. It had been one evening as she walked home from college, normally she didn't cut through the park because past experience warned her that there were usually offensive kids hanging around on bikes. These were boys from the poorer areas of town, and their favourite pastime was intimidation. Not one of them was big enough, or old enough to be threatening on his own, but when five or six of them formed a pack it was a different matter, and their comments were racist and decidedly hurtful.

But if they are there this evening I'll just ignore them and their jibes she'd decided, ignore them, or catch one and beat some manners into him.

The path that led toward her home passed through a wooded area, on one side lay a thin strip of trees that edged the mown park land where families gathered at weekends, and on the other side grew dense woodland separated from the path by a sturdy wrought iron fence. Deep in thought she wandered slowly, the path ahead and behind her was deserted, she was alone, or so she thought.

A cough, originating from the fenced side of the path drew her attention. She saw a man standing, but felt little concern, he was on the other side of the heavy iron fence.

"Hello," he called out softly as she drew closer, "Do you have a moment?"

Pam had paused and looked him up and down, still she felt no threat, he was older than she'd first thought, and guessed that the chances of him vaulting the fence were minimal.

"What is it that you want?" she asked, her tone flat, offering no friendliness, while not being openly aggressive either.

"I want you to take a look at this, and tell me if you like it." he chuckled, then opened his coat to reveal a small, but very hard cock.