The only reason I could make out any detail in the dark was that it looked like he was looking down at a laptop, which lit up his face.Something about...that made me stop and look at him closer. He had a faintly vacant expression but seemed was working furiously on the computer.I moved around his car to see what he was working on. I shook my head when I noticed it was Master PC. Then I realized he wasn't just looking at or changing one person, but opening up one after another and making changes. I just dont get too close to anyone doing stuff like that. Tim came over and sat down next to me and we started small talk, pretty much in our own little world. I wasnt paying much attention to the other three, now delirious potheads, I call friends. Tim had always been so sweet to me, we had known each other for some time. He has always tried to get me to be his steady girlfriend, but I had never wanted to be serious with anyone at the time. We had gone out a couple times though, and always. I replied to her and she instantly texted me back through hangouts and the chat continued for about half an hour and she suddenly told me that she needed my help I replied and asked her what was it. Then she told me that her husband died from a car accident before 2 years and she had a love marriage so her family also had abandoned her and she did not have any good wishers she said she was working in a software companyAfter some more time, we exchanged numbers and she told that she will call. Davis. But I always enjoyed how tough you were, and imagined you'd probably fuck like it too"We laughed and I felt a little embarrassed, still."Well," he began, "I guess I better get back to it, I've got a lot of work to do."I was afraid he would say that, but I guess I didn't know what I should expect at this point. He got up and started putting his clothes on, handing me his shirt to clean up."You want me to wipe my pussy cum on this...Sir?" I raised an eyebrow."Yes, if you please."I happily.