I hold my tongue from further comment.   In part, there is nothing I can do now.  While at the same time it is kind of appealing he is so quick with getting a hard on.   I shift in my stance. As the box of ink cartiridge seems to shift.  Or is it just my vaginal walls spasm ever so slightly with the foreign object I shoved up into me.<br/><br/>But this thought and preoccupation with it.  Is quickly tossed aside.  As I snap my head and look to Jack.  What he was leaving, he had to get his car.  He didn't have it with him.   Oh my god, he has been playing with me.<br/><br/>More shock comes, as he asks Fred to collect the stuff he needs.  An to lead me by my pussy.  As I am to still act as his personal shopping cart.   The mechanical pencies echo in my thoughts.  I look to Jack, who is departing the store.   Heading out to fetch his car.   I am torn now.  I should follow him, go with him to get his car.   Not suffer the indignity of being fondle yet again by another guy.<br/><br/>Wait thou, I say to myself.  If I go outside an walk with Jack.  The chance of even more people seeing me now becomes greater.   There is nothing I can do about Fred now.  An besides the store is not officially open yet.   So no worries there.<br/><br/>Then again she does not know the time right now.  Perhaps the store has opened in the past few minutes or so.<br/><br/>Once again I nod my agreement to this.    I find myself watching Jack disappear out the front door.  I fail to notice or realize that hey the door is unlocked.   But never the less,  I am again preoccupied.   As Fred duitfully steps in and his hand cups my vagina.   I can feel my own wetness. Made so by the fondling by Jack.  Fred would definitely feel my dampness.   His fingers dip into me.  A soft moan escapes from me.   As I am lead over to the mechanical pencils.  Fred grabs a five pack package and hands them to me.  Taking out his fingers.  He watches me.<br/><br/>I find this rougher inserting.  As my fingers go to ply open my folds of my nether lips.  I realize how turned on I am and just how sensitive I have become.  This fondling on top of feeding the voyeurism of others.  With my so very public display of my vagina.  Is actually a big turn on.  It is at that moment, I realize my nipples have harden.  I hope they do not show through the shirt such.  I fetch a glance up at Fred who has been watching me. With devouring eyes.   Never leaving my pussy.  His hard on still pop tenting his pants.  Did he see my arousal.<br/><br/>Right now I am not sure I can resist or say no.  All I now is things have become to shift in my perspective.  It is almost as if I revel in this fondling and being gawked at.<br/><br/>