They were large hazel colored eyes that had a definite greenish tint to them. She was wearing blue jeans and a yellow sweatshirt, which seemed more su...ted to a guy, although the clothing fit her much better than any boy her age. Her chest was small, but I could see the development of petite breasts, even beneath the thick material. I lost my train of thought, stumbling over my words for a moment and saw her grin just before she went back to looking down again. What a terrific smile she had;. “Natalia and Sasha must have cooked something up and put it on that little thing she put in you. I wouldn’t put it past them.” “When the fuck did they become fucking chemists!” she screamed, trashing around again, she moaned loudly and tried to break her hands out of my grip. “Let me go! It’s so bad UUUHHN let me go!” I held her hands tightly; no doubt letting her fuck herself would only make things worse. I looked at the clock and decided there was enough time today to take care of this. Suddenly I felt him slide two of his fingers into me as my body jumped and I let out a growl. He began fingering me fast while I sat there with my body quivering until I stood up and reached out grabbing his hand and walked to my bedroom. I asked him to sit down on the edge of the bed and slowly walked over to him getting on my knees. I unbuttoned his jeans and unzipped them pulling them down to his ankles. I could feel his legs shaking as I grabbed onto his boxers and pulled them down when. As his friendliness escalated, I started getting the occasional wink from him. I found this rather perplexing because he was a butch man, and I would never have imagined him to be gay.At around five p.m. on a Sunday afternoon, after the last function had ended, I observed Jarne standing in the doorway of the functions managers’ office. We were all being paid our meagre wages at the time. He was attired in casual clothing after the days shift and I finally got to see his hair. It was indeed dark.