Working alone at her shop meant she lacked much personal company, but by the goddess would she kill for some amorous attention between waves of customers. She yearned for one to bend her over and let her treat them right, but alas, with her busy lifestyle it hadn’t happened—yet. Working here let her scope out so many potential candidates, any one viable to pump her womb full and claim her deepest chamber, but she had her eyes set on one. Though not a pony, her favorite customer always came around now, and right at the end of her lone shift.