Before leaving home, she is by her boyfriend's side, having benefits so that she can use this for a certain reward.
- Could you take me to the nearest auction house? She asks.
- Then I want my reward. – He said.
"What would it be?" She questions, spreading her legs, placing them on top of his already hard penis.
- It's not sex. – He said. –
Soon seeing that she frowned, pointing towards her underwear, with something like that, how could it not be?
- How is it? She questions, standing up, with the man at the second, as she would pick up the box
"I mean, that's not my only price.
- Oh, I see. - She said, picking up the box, ignoring him, then taking off his clothes, more than provoking, the man more than hard, she passed her hand there, then took him out.
- What would it be then? She questioned him.
- You know how to be difficult. – He said.
- But I have a project in the mountains, which I want to modify, make some changes.
- Changes, which I know will not be in the official plan, I think.
"Oh yes, right, just one plant with me, secret passage."
Will you take me on a treasure hunt in the middle of the mountains? She questioned him.
- If you do the project as I want, no one else knows, and you do a good engineering project, who knows. – He said.
- Well, why not? She teased him, taking off her bra.
- Do you want something in advance, before we start analyzing? She questioned.
- Taking into consideration...
He advanced towards her. "Let's go to the shower first of all."
He took her in his arms, taking her to the bathroom, putting her on his lap fucking her while sucking her breasts.
- Ready for us to go later. – He said.
At that time, the girl screamed and moaned, thrust, deep and powerful, in the midst of sucking, licking and kissing, those round breasts.
The conditions were essential, for the screams under the shower, in the midst of feeling the hard and strong penis on every wall.
When she was taken dried and touched, she went to get dressed, the box was found, left somewhere in the hallway, when she changed with a black blouse, overcoat, sweatpants, sports shoes, going to the garage with the car.
- Do you want me to go along? He questioned her.
- I get by, you don't have to. – She said.
- I'm thinking about auctioning or pawning, but right now, I'm just looking. The young woman said, as she walked away quickly.
She sees a man two tables later examining a tiny seal with a magnifying glass and tweezers. He hears him say:
— I can give you seventy dollars, and that's already twenty over my limit.
"Know that my wife will kill me if I..." "She doesn't stay to know if he closed the deal.
At the end of the area, the young woman approaches a table covered exclusively in coins.
- Now, you're seeing a Morgan silver dollar in the middle of the back row, when you take that as a good sign.
When the man behind the desk is bald and old, she doesn't know
Even if he smiles at Péngyǒu and doesn't look at her legs, which is a good start.
When he taps a badge that is attached to his shirt.
- My name is Yetin Xuan NanZhi, as you say here, but my friends call me Xuan NanZhi.
"Even though you seem nice, can I help you with anything today?"
- Do you have a collection of Lincoln pennies that you want to complete?
Are you looking for a buffalo dime or twenty-five commemorative coins? I have one from Utah, it's in good condition and hard to find.
— I actually have two coins that I would like to sell.
- Who knows, maybe.
- Show me. – He asked.
-OK. She spoke.
Pengyou took out her box with coins from her backpack, placing it in front of the man's vision, when she opened the lid of the box, when she lifted a large wooden box, the man saw the holy grail when she opened the box on the table.
- By all the gods. He spoke.
- Is this yours? He questioned her.
-Yes. "I want you to evaluate it. She asked;
- Ahem, okay, let me take a look and tell you if we'll be able to close the deal.
Even though he looked like he had a heart attack, still, the man was drooling, almost melting, one by one, he wore the lens, tried it one by one, for an hour or so.
- You can sit down; it will take a while. He said, as he stood up, pull the chair in front of him.
The girl, attentive, did not avert her vision, while the man returned with his eagle eyes to evaluate the product.
Péngyǒu takes the coins in her pocket, each in a small plastic wrap, then she hands them to him.
At that time, when Xuan NanZhi's fingers are thick and twisted, but he picks up the coins with practice, holds them by the sides, without touching the side of the heads or tails.
At that time, when Péngyǒu noticeshis eyes shining and widening. He whistled.
— May I ask where you got this?
Péngyǒu recounts the same thing he spoke to the Portland currency trader.
— My grandfather recently passed away and left it to me.
As far as he realized that the man seems genuinely upset.
— I'm sorry to hear that, dear. - The man said.
- Don't worry. – She said.
— Thanks. - The young woman says, what is he in stretching your hand. "I am Péngyǒu Mùzhīběn. The man shakes her hand firmly.
— Bengyuu. I liked.
— Me too. Péngyǒu smiles. "And that's a good thing, because I'll have to keep that name forever."
The man turns over a small desk lamp and uses a magnifying glass to examine the silver dollars.
— I've never seen one of these in such perfect condition, and you have two. He looks at her.
" How old are you, Miss S. Péngyǒu, if I may ask?
— Eighteen. – She said.
The man snaps his fingers and points at her.
— If I want to buy a car, I bet.
- Yes, almost that, I want to buy a car and pay for my specialization and my doctorate. She shakes her head.
— One day, but I'm thinking of selling to save money for college. I want to study in an Ivy League after graduating from high school.
The man nods approvingly.
— That's good. "He looks at the coins again with the magnifying glass.
— Be honest with me now, Miss Helena. Péngyǒu, do your parents know you're going to sell this?
— Yes, you know, sir. They don't care because it's for a good cause. His gaze sharpened.
— But they're not with you, from what I'm seeing.
Péngyǒu may not have been prepared for this when she was fourteen years old, but she is more mature now and can handle an unexpected question.
— They both said that I have to start taking care of myself, and that this can be a good start. Besides, I've read the magazine you have there. She points out. "Coinages?"
— Ahem, ahem. Xuan NanZhi lowers the magnifying glass and returns his full attention
Seeing that the man was watching her attentively, in which she noticed that he seemed well admired, she thought of life as she thought it would be easier.
Even for her —Well, Miss Helena. Péngyǒu Mùzhīběn, a Morgan silver dollar of that time and in good condition can be sold for between seven hundred and twenty-five and eight hundred dollars.
Even if you actually have more than a thousand of these coins here, you could live a good life, without having to work.
"Even if a Morgan in this condition..." He shakes his head. "I really don't know.
Péngyǒu hadn't prepared for this part (how could he?), but he really liked the man and improvises.
— My mother works in a car shop, and they have a phrase to talk about some of them: "Sale price". So... Could you pay eight hundred for each? Would it be a good selling price?
— Yes, miss, it would be," he says, without hesitation. "But are you sure?"
One of the larger stores might have been able to...
— Have. If you can pay eight hundred for each, we have a deal.
The man laughs and stretches out his hand.
— So, Miss Helena Sánchez. Péngyǒu Mùzhīběn, we have an agreement. "They shake hands. "I'll fill out the receipt and pay.
— Um... I'm sure you're trustworthy, Xuan NanZhi, but I wouldn't feel comfortable with a check.
Considering I might be in Toronto or Washington tomorrow, who could blame her for thinking like that? He winks.
- In which, moreover, I have my own phrase: "Cash does not speak". And what Uncle Sammy doesn't know about our business won't do any harm.
Xuan NanZhi places the coins in the transparent envelopes and disappears under the table.
After counting sixteen new hundred-dollar bills (Péngyǒu still can't believe this is happening), he makes a receipt, pulls out a copy of the notepad, and collapsesit along with the money.
— I've included my phone number in case your parents have questions. How far is it from your home?
— A kilometer and a half, more or less.