Im on my way. *** Stacy and I broke up. Oh… Im so sorry… Nah, its alright. It just… it wasnt right. Did it have anything to do with me? I know I...ask you for things a lot, and… No, no of course not. Dont go thinking like that, Holls. Please. I hate knowing my best friends little sister is all upset. I feel the same way about my big brothers best friend… *** Hey, kid. Whats up? Two and a half years after the first volleyball, the guys had gotten used to my presence, and though they still. Afterwards she lay pressed against him, slowly running her fingers over his chest and nipples. She looked so satisfied, no, contented was more accurate. He had no choice but to try to make some sense of it."Why do you do it?" he asked, as he stared at the ceiling."You mean go to him, don't you?" You make it sound like a friendly visit when you put it that way. Go to him? Why don't you just say it? You have sex with him - you go to let him fuck you." Do you want me to say that, to tell you in. At this point I already know whats going on but I went back there anyway and to no ones surprise they we're having sex. They noticed me watching and he gave his head a nod to come in. I stepped in a bit further and he waved his hand for me to come in more, which I did. He then signaled me to stand in front of her, which by this point, my pants was making it hard for my dick to breath. She glanced up at me and started to unbutton my pants. My heart was pounding really fast. I couldn't believe. Chris spends a lot of time looking at the ladies that work in the office. I check them out, too, but I never say anything. There are a lot of damn fine women in the office, and occasionally they will make their way out into the plant. When they do, all the men go crazy, and try to get a good look as they walk by. I am no different. I love to check out a nice piece of ass, and I would love to see what Jen is hiding under that skirt. She is fine as hell. Jen is a petite woman, slim, with a very.