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The last pizza delivery

It was just a few minutes before 1am when my boss said that I had to make one last pizza delivery for the night. I wasn’t happy about it because I was supposed to be done at 1. He handed me the pizza in it’s heater bag and the address it needed to go to. I got into my 1994 mustang and headed for 19276 Creekside Dr. #14. It was going to be about a fifteen minute drive there and then about twenty back to my home. I wanted to get home and get some sleep so I could go surfing in the morning. The weather man had said that the surf was going to be 5 to 7 feet which is perfect for my surfing skill level.

My name is Rick. I’m a seventeen-year-old white male, 5’10” and 144 pounds. I look like the stereotypical beach surfer boy, slim and medium length light brown hair. I was doing pizza delivery to make money for gas during the summer vacation between my junior and senior year of high school. I had been doing it for just a little over a week. I planned to spend almost ever day at the beach.

When I arrived at 19276 Creekside Dr. I found that it was the entry to a trailer park. I drove in and looked for #14. Most people think of trailer parks as being slums with low class people living in them. This one was neat and clean and the trailers looked to be newer. You did not see a lot of junk cars and trash. I parked in front of #14, grabbed the pizza and walked to the door.

I rang the bell. After a minute I rang it again and then a third time. I had just decided that the order was a prank and that no-body was home and I had angrily walked back down the steps when the door opened. I turned and saw a woman who was probably in her early to mid thirties standing there. Her hair was wet and she had a towel wrapped around her. “Sorry, I just got out of the shower. I thought you would take longer to get here.”

Her towel started just above her nipples and ended just below her crotch. Because I was at ground level looking up at her, my view angle allowed me to see up under the bottom of the towel and get a look at her naked shaved pussy. I wanted to stand there and keep looking but I climbed back up the steps and handed her the pizza and told her the price.

“Come on in while I get your money.” “I’m sorry but we are not allowed to enter a customer’s home.” “Is this your last delivery for the night?” “Yes.” Then you are not in any hurry and nobody will know.

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