He was man handling you on the dance floor as well.”“It meant nothing. We were just having a little fun. He is the older brother of a guy that I w...nt to school with. He recognized me and came over to talk. He has always flirted with me and I like him. Can I stay for a few hours? They don’t shut down till after one o’clock and he’s such a good dancer and his friends are really good company. You don’t mind do you?” “I do actually. I expected that we would have a nice night together now that the. It was tuesday the following week before we saw each other again at work, but we had been texting over the weekend, turns out she has been seeing someone for the last six years but really wanted to fuck me! Well i told her i'm great at keeping secrets we both stayed late at work that night and when everyone had gone she asked if i wanted anything from the vending machine upstairs - i said sure wait and i'll come up with ya. We never made it to the vending machine - on the staircase i grabbed. His basement office had doubled as a mini motel to quite a few horny female executives of all sizes, shapes, and nationalities.Since the Tech One Building was a relatively small office building in midtown Atlanta, Calvin only needed a three-person janitorial staff; one for each floor. Being the owner, he always worked the ground floor and basement. He usually worked days; working nights only when he knew Natasha was scheduled to come in. At night the building was a ghost town. The only living. He didn't seem to have any open wounds, but the leg, though not useless, was definitely not a 100%.I spoke in a soft voice, since he hadn't run away. "You have seen your share of combat haven't you boy. You might not have always won, but they sure as hell knew you were there." Since he sat in the pile of garbage eating on a left over Subway sandwich, I decided to see what I could do. "If you don't run away, I can probably do a little better than my trash can restaurant's menu."I returned to the.