I wish I still got to see you every day and daydream about you grabbing me and taking me. I wonder what you would do if I just hit send on that… I�...�m so glad we have different phones, so you can’t see how much I’ve been typing thinking about just how to reply. I don’t have to explain that I want to tell you that I’ve been thinking about all those times we had to look at the same paperwork or the same screen, that you were so close that I could smell your scent mixed with your cologne. That I. Not yet in any case. More test of this sortwould inevitably come.*****************Three weeks into the job and Leona realized none of the fun and glamor ofgoing to the clubs, translated to the people working at the clubs. TheGold Standard, the dance club which filled inches of gossip columns allover the nation, the celebrity hangout, the place of the moment, wassurprisingly tiresome work. Leona, as a hostess who had one of the easierjobs in the establishment, knew it could be outright hellish. The girl had such a tight and succulent asshole, too. I couldn’t wait. I had so many ideas on how this would play out. I hummed to myself, my excitement mounting with every moment.I glanced at the clock. Only two minutes had passed. Really?I drew in a deep breath as I stared at my computer. I had to finish typing up this letter for the principal. I forced myself to write it, struggling to concentrate on the words. It was something I had typed a thousand times, but... I wanted to watch Sky. "I pull her cheeks apart and starting at the top of her crack, lick my way down between the two firm globes of flesh."Mmm, that feels so good." Bree moans, pushing back against my tongue as I lick her puckered brown hole.When I touch the top of her slit with my tongue, Bree's body shivers. Slipping my tongue between the puffy folds guarding her sweet flower, I lick down then up. With each stroke, her delicious nectar coats my tongue. "Oh God Vance, no more teasing. Please, please make me.