"I in turn told her about my job, which my wife, who was very status oriented, was always nagging me to give up."I have a bachelor's degree in busines...," I said, "but I've never used it. I started working ATC on a whim in my last year of college and I've never left it. It's not a very glamorous job I'll admit, but I like it a lot. I can't see myself being a CPA now and working in some office building, or going to law school like my wife is always hounding me to do." We should do what we like to. ” She thought for a minute. “I talk about things with five of my girlfriends. Four of them are like me.” She shrugged. “Birds of a feather, maybe; can’t say more than that.”“I’m not telling anyone about you.”“I’m sorry you don’t have any friends besides me.”I laughed. “I have friends, but you’re none of their business either.”She smiled. “Good. I hate people spreading rumors. They will, you know if you let them.”We walked along and I asked her about her classes, and she told me about her. ”“End of subject,” Dave stated emphatically.“The football game’s over, Blake. How about putting on some music?” Charlene asked politely.Tommy excitedly asked, “You going to dance with us like you did with us last night?”Charlene blushed a bright red. “Uh no, not like last night.”Dave was quick, like Blake, and understood that Charlene had really said, yes, she would dance with them – just not like last night. “So how was it last night?” Dave questioned, looking in turn at each of the three,. By now, he could feel his erection throb in his uniform pants, but was unable to reach the coffee table without getting up, at which point the girl would surely notice his bulge.Cindy had watched the strong policeman guzzle down the cool drink of water, and now helpfully extended her hand to take the empty glass. As she turned around, and bent over to place it on the coffee table, Officer Hindenbaum stared into the girls puffy pink slit, still coated with semen from the senile old man.With a.