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in
the night-safe at the bank, plus drop off all the parcels at the Post Office
first.”
    “Hang on. Are
you saying you carry the cash, alone, at the same time every day? That’s really
bad. If kids are stealing belts and shorts it won’t take them five minutes to
work out they could steal all the cash from you instead,” said Ty.
    “Yes, I know.
When I had a girl working with me I used to go at all different times of the
day. But now I’m by myself I can’t do that. Occasionally I go at lunchtime
while Tilly watches the shop for me, but mostly I have to go when I close the
store.”
    “Well that’s not
going to continue happening. It’s way too dangerous. Scott and I’ll see what we
can organize so one of us can help you. But for tonight we’ll be back just
before 5:30 to walk you to the bank and Post Office, all right?”
    “Sure.”
    A burst of heat
roared through Rhonda’s body. They were so bossy, but in a caring way. It was
obvious they were only thinking of her. She couldn’t remember the last time
anyone had put her needs first. Not since she was a little kid, she guessed.
     
     

Chapter Two
     
    “Do you think
she only said yes because of the shoplifters today?” asked Ty as he and Scott
returned to the mall later that afternoon.
    “Nah. She’s been
on the edge of saying yes to us for a while. You can tell she likes us. The way
those big, blue eyes sparkle when she sees us says far more than any words
could.”
    “Well thank God
for that. All I can think about is holding her tight, keeping her safe, and
sliding my dick into her wet heat,” said Ty.
    “Are you sure
about that wet heat bit?” asked Scott with a laugh.
    “If she isn’t
wet already we’ll just keep kissing her until she is. Or maybe give her wine
and chocolate. Every female likes chocolate, doesn’t she?”
    “Getting back to
the protection bit. We’re going to have to reorganize our days so we can go
with her to the bank. Or maybe learn to mind the store for her while she goes.
Or something. I’m not happy about her going alone day after day when there’s
kids around getting into trouble. It might be gang initiation or anything, and
that could mean real danger. So often those things escalate, and I don’t want
anyone hurting her.”
    “Hell no! Me
either. But we already both start early to finish our day in time to see her.
I’m usually the first one in the office, and I don’t think I can get there any
earlier without people commenting,” said Ty.
    “I might be able
to get there and back in my lunch break, but it’d be very tight. If she got
held up it could be a problem, so yes, I think we’ll wait and go with her each
evening, like today. That’d work most easily.”
    They arrived
just as Rhonda was closing the store and waited while she collected her purse,
cashed up the till, and wheeled the trolley of parcels ready for shipping out
of the back room.
    “Wow, lots of
parcels today,” said Ty.
    “Maybe a couple
extra. The trolley’s usually pretty full but it depends a bit on what people
order. The small things are the most popular by far. Sexy underwear,
blindfolds, cock rings, maybe a whip.”
    Ty’s cock
hardened painfully at the list. He and Scott had bought some cock rings, and
they really did make sex last a lot longer. Sometimes he’d be so hard he was
almost ready to burst before he came.
    Rhonda pulled
down and locked the metal grill over the store doorway, then Scott pushed the
trolley as the three of them walked through the quieting mall to the bank,
where she put the money in the night-safe, and the Post Office, where she
parked her trolley in the parcels delivery bay. A worker waved at her, and she
waved back.
    “That’s it, no
paperwork?” asked Scott.
    “No, they
recognize my trolley, and tomorrow it’ll be waiting for me with the paperwork
there saying what the parcels cost. I know roughly because it’s by distance and
weight, but the paperwork tells me exactly. Then I cross check