" You know what?" Kim raised her voice. "I'm tired of everyone else tellingme what's not good for me. Mom, you, Heather..." She dropped and stomped on...er cigarette. "Fuckin' son of a bitch, I'm outta here," Kim stormed off,in the distance she told her phone to call Roxx. Bobbie stood theregobsmacked. She didn't get her bass, Bobbie noticed.If Kim had been scarce before, then she had been downright invisible afterthat.Tim was finding it increasingly easy to get Bobbie alone. Roy had beenseeing. ..you know my extension looking forward to hear from you..." The doors closed and I went up to my floor, went to my desk and started to wonder what I was going to do. This guy was at least twenty years old and was a no body in the company, but had my future in his hands. I was up for a promotion to supervisor and did not want anything to jeopardize that effort. I picked up the phone and dialed the mail room, the now familiar voice of the mail boy answered "...Joey H... how may I help you...?" I. Delicious.’ He said his voice roughened by lust. I couldn’t respond so I just stood there with his front pressed to my back as he ran his hands down my arms, over my hips and down my thighs to the hem of my skirt. ‘Do you want me to fuck you, Jane? I’ve seen the way you look at me. You think I don’t notice?’ He said into my ear as his fingers slid under the hem of my skirt. I was helpless to stop him. God I wanted this, but my pride wouldn’t allow me to let a pompous prick like James Caldwell. She's my art teacher for my class, which are mostly filled with art students. Every time she teaches in class, I can never concentrate! I'd always get a hard on every time I look at her, mostly every time when she turns around and her ass would jiggle a bit when she walks. Plus, she has this motherly kind of attitude that I've always admired. She was always strict with us, especially regarding work and our education, simply because she cares a lot for her students. That's one of the non-sexual.