I looked at her face, it was neutral but the eyes were betraying something. Lust, is it?My driver was sleeping, thankfully. I made all the perfunctory...questions, how is he? Did you visit the doctor? What did he say? Do you have the medicines? And so on.She replied to all those, seemed like a simple fever. Wow! She used this opportunity to take my number from her husband’s phone and even called me home. At that time I knew this was a play at romance!Gayatri brought tea and I took it from her. The photo of Jared, naked and hard and looking like a porn star flashed across his mind. Cole hated the idea of driving Jared back to his house and leaving him. he wasn't sure how he would make it home, he was that distracted. Jared ran a hand up his shirt and Cole responded by having his heart try and leap out of his mouth at about the same moment as his cock went from lazy interest to sitting up and paying attention. The truck lurched very slightly as Cole's foot slipped. Jared made a funny. ?Are these the girls you were on about before? I thought they?d disappearedfrom the face of the earth???It isn?t unusual for retired deputy headmistresses to have friends in theEducation Offices. There?s all sorts of information on file if you know whoto ask.??You mean your mum found it for you? Last time you were here the two of youwere barely on speaking terms.??She apologised. We?re friends again.??Have you been in touch with them?? I ask, praying she?ll say no.?They?re not on the phone. But. I needed that job!"Thanks..." I stammered. "But I really need to look..." Professional, yeah I get that. But does anyone really care how longtheir employees hair is these days?"Seeing I was about to object that yes, a lot of them do care, she changedtack."How about this - you let me give your hair some shape and texture, andif you still think it's too long I'll cut it as short as you want?"That seemed fair, so I agreed (a little reluctantly) and she led me backto the treatment area, sat me down.