Work Something Out

Bianca struggled to walk in the ultra-tight yoga pants that were giving her the mother of all wedgee's, not really aware of the enormous camel-toe she was showing to anyone who looked at her. The Liquor store was as dingy and dirty on the inside as the outside had been and cheap vodka was all across the front of the store, apparently being their biggest seller. Grabbing a small bottle Bianca blushed as she tried to look sexy and confident as we made her way towards the cashier, who as behind a heavy glassed in wall that she issued was bullet proof glass, but when she reached the window and slid the bottle up, she could herself looking at the smug face of a Latina who appeared to be only slightly older than Bianca at best.

"So, Baby; let me guess you're short on cash and don't have your ID with you? I hear it all the time! Normally I just press this button and have the cop come and pick you underaged drinkers up, but you look like you might deserve a few drinks tonight, and its obvious from hoe your dressed, and the fact you ain't got no boyfriends to buy it for you, we might be able to work something out."

Bianca was blushing, with no idea how to explain why she was dressed as she was and why she was buying this, but before she had to come up with an explanation, the Latina was out from behind the counter and taking her by her arm and leading to the back of the store. The next thing Bianca knew she was inside a storeroom, shoved across a box and the Latina was sitting on her back, and then next thing Bianca knew the Latina's hand came down hard, delivering a stinging slap to the blondes ass!

"You Gringa Punta Bitch's all come strutting in here thinking your shit doesn't stink, and thinking that you're better than us Latina's! Now, Gringa; we're gonna work this out! Keep count, Bitch and thank me for each blow and when I decide you've had enough, you can go and gave the bottle! I'm gonna teach you to show your respect for you Latina better's, bitch!"

Fifty blows later, Bianca thought her ass was on fire when the Latina hopped up, grabbed her by her hair and pulled her up to her knees, where she looked down on Bianca's tear stained face laughed and jerked Bianca's head forward as she straddled the blonde head and made her kiss the crotch of the skin tight jeans sew as wearing!

"Thats better, Gringa, now polish my boot, Slut!", sneered the Latina as she stuck her booted foot between Bianca's legs and made the blonde rub the dirt from her boots, with Bianca's new ultra-tight leggings; after rubbing her crotch on both of the Latina's boots, the Latina made her crawl from the storeroom, to the front door where she thrust the bottle into the blondes hands and sneered, "Come back, anytime you want to, 'work things out', babe!"

Bianca jumped up to her feet and ran back to the car with the bottle, opened the door and climbed in, handing Amy the bottle of vodka. Amy smiled at Bianca as she kept in the inside light on in the car and smiled as she looked at the blushing Bianca, and said, "You really must have worked something out with that Girl, those yoga pants look like you got them a 'little' wet in certain area's?"