Faster and faster, she slid her young virgin cunt along the cabinet door, the orgasm she craved drawing closer and closer. Her mouth opened and her eyes popped. Her climax washed over her like gentle waves caressing a beach. She grit her teeth, hating the weakness of it. She jabbed angrily into the door, trying to get more feeling, but it was futile.

She put her hand back inside her pants, clawing her pussy. Her crotch was soaked with fuck juice. "Un, un, un," she whimpered, pulling and tugging on her cut, the frustration of her weak climax plaguing her mind and body.

"Ohhhh, noooo," she wailed, seeing a woman outside, a fawn-colored Great Dane by her side. "Shhhit!" Her hand came quickly out of her jeans and she zipped them up as the tall elegant woman entered the salon.

"I'm Mrs. Mendell," the tall raven-haired beauty said, the handsome dog sitting obediently by her side. "Is Neil Tolan here?"

Melissa smiled, her face flushed, her blue eyes misty. "He's away this morning, Mrs. Mendell," she said, her voice wavering as she tried to control her emotions. "I'm his daughter. Can I help you?"

"Aren't you a little young to be running everything while your father's away?" Linda Mendell asked, giving the pretty child a more detailed appraisal.

"I've worked with my father since I was a kid," Melissa said defiantly. "I know everything about dogs and running the shop."

A warm friendly smile appeared on Linda Mendell's beautiful face. She liked the spunk of the pretty child. In some ways, Melissa Tolan reminded her of herself when she was that age. A sensuous grin played at the corners of her mouth as she speculated on the child's sexual drive. She had spotted right off that the teen-ager was in a heated emotional state when she came in the store.

Linda looked at Melissa's small rounded tits covered by her light summer top. With her blue eyes and blonde hair worn in pigtails, the child looked like summer's innocence. "Do you like animals?"