I finally agreed after some deliberation. Who would i have sex with? i thought. I thought of a guy at work that I talked to on a regular basis. I alwa...s had a feeling he was attracted to me but never made the move mainly due to my marital status and my age. He was in his 40's and I in my 20's. Nonetheless I started dressing sexier. I started wearing g strings high up and tighter jeans. I made sure my cleavage was showing my nice size C's. The guy at work was named Bruce. I could tell he noticed. We don't have 30 minutes to wait on a SWAT team. Room 109 has four dead, and 17 badly wounded students who are bleeding all over the place. We don't know how to help the wounded, so you get off your fat ass and get some EMS out here to the middle school. If you don't, I will personally beat the living shit out of you, you stupid fucking bitch!" You ... You can't talk to me like that. I have procedures that I am supposed to follow. I can't just do things like you say, no matter how many dying. The risk to his job was already at its peak and, though this may have been six months of over-familiarity with his right hand talking, sex was sex at the end of the day. Besides, he felt bad for the dear woman; it had never really crossed his mind, but of course one's sex drive does not necessarily disappear as we grow old. She had obviously been gagging for it since her husband departed and, with such fresh meat dangled in front of her, an ember had been reignited. It was Stephen's job to. The photo showed a very intelligent looking girl. She had quit school and left home due to an abusive step father. She is currently living on the streets scratching to survive. Her school records showed she had been a straight “A” student. I decided she was a perfect subject for my training program and told Jim to make arrangements to bring her to me. A week passed. Pamela was searching in a back alley to find a safe place to settle in for the night wearing a dirty light blue shirt, denim jeans.