If he continued like this, his life wasn’t going anywhere.So yes, she was quite annoyed with him at times, but who wouldn’t be? She remembered how...he dropped a paintbrush a few days ago and had stood there giggling, while the paint was leaking into the cracks of the wooden floor. Or the other day, when he had thrown a burning joint under the table on the terrace. Who would do something like that? Only an idiot or a real stoner, right? And of course, she had been the angriest with him when he. I work my clenched fists which still lay on the table, a feigned display of angered resolve. She can’t see an option. She knows her fate’s sealed. Her sense of responsibility needs to tidy-up loose ends.“But the new girl….. “ she blurts, before I cut her off again.“She can wait half an hour, can’t she?” I allow her only half a second to ponder“Well, can’t she?” I bark for an answer. Her burning red face breathes out a weak “yes”. She knows what she has. ."That was as far as I got before he moved to the next shot. It was meagain, in the same outfit, toying with my nipples. There was a bump inthe front of my panties. And even a small wet spot."Damn," he marveled. "Ain't hardly nothing in them pretty pink undies,now is there? You really that small down there, Danette? Maybe we shouldtake a look." You can't say that. This is my apartment and I..."He moved to the next picture. It was me once more, now sitting in frontof my computer, with my. After a few moments, I realized she hadn’t cum from our sex, just from my hand earlier.“How you doin’ down there?” I enquired of her lower parts.“Mmmmm I’m wonderful, Lieutenant. I won’t call you trainee anymore.” We both laughed a little.“I think you have one more of those, uh, you know…”“Orgasms?”“Yeah, orgasms. Let me go check and see if you have any left.”I crawled down her past her breasts, saying hello for a few moments before I got to her crotch. I had never been with a redhead before.