Tease him and then depart.

“And just would would want to do,” Ashley asked leaning forward, her heavy breasts threatening to spill out of her thin top. “that my brother wouldn't kill you for?” The redhead grinned at him.

“He would only kill me if you told him. We don't have to tell him now do we?” The man grinned lasciviously

“Nothing to tell,” The young woman lamented taking a sip of her drink. “it would kill my uncle if I left.” Standing up Ashley smiled down at the man. “Thanks for the drink.”

“We could still play a little right?” The man asked hopeful.

“Sorry love, I'm looking for a respectable man.” She giggled as she made her way through the crowd and out into the night.

The second week of her brother's stay came and went, while Ashley continued to practice. On the last day Kyle tried one last time to talk Winter out of it, but gave up and said his goodbye. Ashley to, bid her strong handsome brother goodbye. The ship wouldn't ship out until tomorrow, but he had to go get everything stowed, and ready. She was still torn about him leaving, torn about wanting to go, and torn about staying.

Ashley needed to clear her head, so she changed into a light yellow summer dress, that strained to contain her huge tits, and sexy little body. Throwing her boots back on, she went into town to look for a job. Maybe if she found a job she liked, staying wouldn't seem so bad.

Coming to one of the many merchant shops she walked in and found the place empty. A large, plump merchant sat behind a sturdy oak desk, looking over paperwork.

“How can I,” The brown haired merchant smiled up at her, his eyes widening a little. “help you?”

“I'm looking for a job.” Ashley smiled at him.

“I could use a girl to run my pawn shop five days a week.” The middle aged man replied thoughtfully

“I would be happy to try. My Uncle says I either need to get a job, or get married.” She giggled at her own joke.

“Come around the desk, and I'll explain the job.” He smiled wavering her over.

The beautiful redhead walked around the large oak desk to where the man was sitting, and glanced at the metallic cash register. She wasn't sure how to work one, they always seemed a touch fancy. Uncle never used them, since he sold mostly bulk goods to stores, restaurants, and the like.

“The first thing is of course to keep the shop running, and me happy. Can you count change dear?” The man asked, checking out her sweet ass.

“I can manage.” She nodded, leaning over the machine. “Though I won't need to if I find a husband.” The busty girl giggled again.

“Well if you do find a man, you need to make him happy, I can help with that too.” The merchant grinned wickedly.

“How?” Ashley turned toward him filled with curiosity.

Ashley gasped when she saw the man's thick cock in his left hand. “First, suck.” The man grinned grabbing her head and shoving her down. Inadvertently gasping, she opened her mouth just before his thick slab of meat slammed down her throat.