“Yes, Sir. What can I get you?” Her question woke him from his reverie and he blushed, flustered as he ordered his americano. As he watched her pr...pare his drink, he listened to her conversation with the other barista and realised she was a student when she mentioned she had a lecture from three to five that afternoon.A wicked thought crept into Stuart’s head and he wondered if she’d be heading home for a repeat performance of yesterday afterwards and he decided there’d be no harm in making. The other couple got out, leaving us alone in theelevator. She turned to face me, lifting her chin. Itook the hint and kissed her. Her tongue darted outbetween her lips, and I sucked gently on it.Her free hand found my crotch, and she fondled my penisthrough my pants. The elevator stopped, and the doorsopened.She broke the kiss. “Our floor,” she breathed.She led me down the hall, slipped a card into the slot,and opened the door.No sooner did she close the door behind us than she. That should be enough. I pulled the pile of boiled potatoes from the fridge and chopped them all up. Using some of the bacon grease, I began frying potatoes.People were gathering on the patio. Glenda came in to help me cook. She always gets a kick out of me cooking and loves to help. I told her the only things left were the eggs and gravy. I didn't want to do either until most of the people were up.I woke Sue, who also didn't want to get up. I told her I had a big glass of orange juice for her.. As she watched the state trooper exit the cruiser, a more terrifying thought ran through her. What if he ran a breath test on her, with all she had to drink last night she might not be able to pass. That would get her license more than suspended. She had to get out of this ticket.Janet ignored the Trooper's approach and quickly moved to the glove compartment for her papers, determined to be the very model of cooperation and sweetness."License please, young lady." said a deep masculine.