She glanced at the clock as she headed out into the hallway to answer it. It was about a half-hour early for Jack to be getting home and she wasn’t ...xpecting anyone else. When she opened the door her face sunk. “Casey.” He was standing there in the doorway with a serious look on his face; as if he was there to evict them for non-payment of rent. “Jack’s not here.” Amy said. “I’m not here to talk to Jackass,” “Don’t call him that,” Amy was trying to be demanding but in reality it was Casey. Perfect plan. Why I was so frightened or thought some siren was going off somewhere I can't explain and just wrote it off to the thrill of the moment.I got myself together and turned to look in the wall sized mirror behind the desk. Didn't need to run into anyone with my fly down or sperm dribbles on my pants! While examining my pants I kept a close eye on the locker room behind me. You could see the whole locker room, each isle of lockers in the mirror. It seemed like kind of a stupid place. After seeing everyone else out of the department, Jennifer and I started for her home. As we sat in the car, I found myself casting a few admiring glances her way. She was wearing a navy-blue skirt that ended about three inches above the knee, showing off a nice pair of legs, a silky white blouse that wasn't too clingy, and a navy-blue jacket. Her hair was loose behind her, showing off her thick, black locks. I thought Jennifer pretty much hit all the right notes with her outfit.For most of the. Then there is always the stress of work, familial responsibilities, adding a few cherries on top of the cake of despair.“I don’t know if it was her or me. But we just don’t seem to have the same spark as we did before,” Ayush’s words brought Preeti out of her thoughts. “Everything was great until a few years back. We were doing so well. It seemed like we were going places, you know!” He said more to himself than to her. Preeti tried to not look bored. She wondered if all guys.