He was smart, educated, and handsome. He could marry a beautiful girl. I hugged her from the side, her right boob got crushed on my left rib. I kissed...her on her forehead. She was overwhelmed. She said, she could not sleep at night thinking about our relationship. I said, still we need to remember, we are married. We had to go back to someone in home.Muna had her day off on Mondays. Once she forgot her paycheck and came to pick it up on a Monday. I was working in my office in the backroom.. I turned from the line and walked a circle, making sure I swung my hips. As my back was turned, I took the hem of my T shirt and pulled it up slowly. There were mutters and gasps as I revealed my bare skin and an even bigger gasp of appreciation as I turned to display my tits. My nipples were soft but erect. I gave the guys my most smoking hot gaze as I began to ease down my leggings. Having their full attention, I turned, looking over my shoulder, my face partly obscured by my hair. I stuck. Now let's go inside, we have packing to do and we gotta find a new place," I said, grabbing my clothes."Well, my ex-girlfriend has been hinting about getting back together and I know there is at least one empty apartment in her building. Just let me know if you are interested," Mia mentioned before she walked away."We will," Miranda answered before she took my hand and we went back to our unit.Then as we made it back inside, I took charge and brought her back to our bedroom.I took the strap on. Most of them were pleading with him not to hurt them or not to touch them and to let them go. This one wanted to tell him a story.The woman nodded her head again. "My name is Wendy Thomas." Dick Cheney's the name," said Frank. "Pleasure to meet you, Wendy." Three years ago my name was Walter Thomas." Huh? She wants to tell a fairy tale unless she's undergone one of those sex change operations."Damn, Wendy. Those surgeons can work miracles these days. I would've sworn you were born a girl." The.