I had scheduled an interview at a very promising firm for Tuesday morning. I’m an independent financial consultant. I mostly work with CFOs and CEOs...of medium to large corporations one on one for stints lasting anywhere from two weeks to two months. In California, finding such gigs is fairly easy for a person with my experience. I’m finding that in most other parts, unless you want to live in Chicago or NYC, the opportunities are pretty rare. In fact, this may very well be the reason we don’t. It just came. Or rather I just Came “he said with a laugh. Sally laughed too and realised she had nothing to wipe her bum with.“Timmy darling I need to wipe my bum and Ive not got anything – have you got a hanky. “ When he pulled out his hanky Sally went “ Hey, its your hanky will you wipe me with it”? Timmy wiped the soft bits of dung in her crease and looked at his own penis still dripping cum. He wiped again and then asked a bit shyly “Can I wipe the last bit with you knickers and keep. The dark green paint on the walls didn’t help any.The area off that hallway which held the vending machines was lit by the lights inside the machines themselves. The alcove where the mail boxes were had more lights, however, most of that light was absorbed by the dark wood paneling. The laundry room was well lit. However, lint from ten white dryers gave them and the six white washing machines a dirty, dingy appearance. The empty soap bottles, bent hangers and cracked laundry baskets that were. No one wanted to be known as gay. But then the guy sitting next to me took his shirt off and kissed me on the lips. His name was Bill. He was a close friend of mine and I’d known him since grade school. He stood at about 5'9" with dark black hair and deep blue eyes. He had a very athletic body and a nice cut stallion size cock, 9 inches, which I sometimes peek at in the showers. He was also that last guy I would expect to do that. He pulled his pants down and let his monster 9 inch cock stick.