...dels in different colors and designs,
and small chips, probably with data saved on them.
He unlocked the door and let Dawn in, turning the lights on. "Come with me, please." He pushed a curtain aside and went into the back room to fetch a poketch. She
followed, coming to a messy room full of boxes and parts. Clearly this was both a stock room and his workshop.
He opened up a sealed box, pulling out a plastic-wrapped poketch in hot pink. "Here you go," he handed it to Dawn.
"Thanks," she said, taking it out of the plastic and slipping it on her wrist. "It's nice. How much do you want for it?"
"It usually runs for 10,000, but my original offer of half price stands."
Dawn looked down at her feet. 5,000 was all she left home with, and she'd already spent a lot of it.
"You don't have it, do you?"
"No, sorry." She took the watch off and handed it back to him.
"Maybe we can work out something different. As I said, I don't like letting people down. In fact, I think there is something you could do for me. I have this thing
about seeing a girl with cum on her face, so if you can do me a favor, I'll let you have it for free."
Dawn smiled, knowing instantly what he wanted. "Sure," she said as the man sat down and unzipped his pants, revealing a long, hard, thick cock. She sank to her
knees before him, looking in awe at the rod before her. It was bigger than sh...