Other than that she brought home deli food, shopped for groceries, saw a Mamet revival -- “American Buffalo” -- and, mostly, didn’t leave her ap...rtment.And Misty Raines was typical of the headway my four other investigators and I were making.Through it all, the stakeouts, the tailing, writing reports, there was a constant thrum of unease running through me. It was more than the money I was burning through, more than the lack of progress, the dearth of new approaches to try.It was the fact that. Who are you?" Well, I was a little taken aback. I just said, "I'm Harold Anderson. I work here." "Couriers are supposed to use the mailroom door," she snapped.You can see where this is going, right? I had to explain that I was a sales associate and she doubted me because I looked too young. Not that she could talk. I think she was only sixteen at the time. I was four years older than she was. Apparently she checked me out with Rose and the next day I received a quite civil greeting of "Good. I caught myself staring once again as she sat on one of the kitchen stools eating lunch and had her soft creamy legs slightly spread giving a view of her womanhood once again. This time I made a comment on it though saying honey is that the way a woman needs to sit. She laughed and corrected herself and of course said no, but no more than 5 minutes later she was again sitting in the same position. I again corrected her and she moved. Later that afternoon she was sitting on the couch. I pushed the slippery gel into my pussy with first one finger then two. I was so turned on I was trembling. My little four-inch hard-on was dripping pre-cum. Josh’s cock stood out proudly. It was just a little shorter then Eric’s or Sean’s and on the thinner side. I went back to rubbing his manhood as he turned me around and got behind me. I was on my knees. He had both hands on my hips as I guided his slippery cock to my waiting cunt. Josh pushed hard as soon as the tip of his cock was at my.