" --- he responded, still not looking at her --- "We can just wait a bit here."--- "I didn't mean that." --- she said --- "You see." --- she lifted he...self to her knees, and approached him kneeling --- "I wanted to serve you, sir."The man looked at her, and saw sincerity in her eyes.--- "The man outside," --- she said motioning at the door --- "Jose, he likes to force me to do things I don't like." --- she explained --- "So I sometimes pretend not to like something."--- "Like cripples?" ---. I watched, something was wrong. I looked in the direction Cleo was staring. Just people. Scott was putting the moves on some girl I didn't know. That wouldn't upset her. Behind him was a guy leaning on the fence, staring right at Cleo."Cleo?" I sat up, putting my feet on the concrete. "Cleo is that..." I was afraid to finish the sentence."Oh God." Cleo whispered. "It's Micheal."I looked quickly again from Cleo to Micheal. I looked for Eddie."Flo, stay with Cleo."She didn't need to be told. Flo. He was hot, sweaty, and thirsty. It felt wonderful.In the kitchen, Maeby had made soup and grilled cheese. But Richie was much more interested in her outfit. An expensive-looking cream blouse, dark stockings, and shiny black pumps. That was it. Her sumptuous ass and bare pussy were open to his gaze. He caressed her bare bottom as he filled a large glass with water.“How has your morning been?” Richie asked.“I’ve already had about six calls from my boss. It's clear he’s hearing things on the bush. I reached over and stroked Mike back. We moved closer and we embraced and I let my hands roamdown to squeeze his ass. Mike groaned and moved closer and kissed me hard and deep. His tongue probed my mouth and my tongue fought back forcing its way into his mouth. “Started without me I see”. Mike and I looked to the doorway to see Jo standing with hands on hips with a big smile on her face. She wore a very short red miniskirt which left little to the imagination and red hold ups which.