I was so lost in thought, I didn’t realize that I had worked through lunch again, and that Mike was standing at the entrance to my cubicle. ‘Hi Mi...e! How did the move go?’ He smiled and groaned, holding his back as if it were killing him. ‘A lot of stairs, Penny Collins-Lynch, a lot of stairs. I was sure happy to get that move over with.’ ‘I’ll bet they were happy, too. Did you get your pizza?’ ‘Even better, he laughed, ‘A bucket of chicken! I even got some to take home!’ I had to laugh at an. Kathy watched Linda closely and noted her throat and face blush red, not a sign of embarrassment but of excitement. She stared at the picture for a long while... her eyes darting from erotic spot to erotic spot. Kathy slowly turned the pages and each picture was beautiful but totally sexual, totally pornographic. Every sex act ever imagined was depicted in the book in exquisite detail.The last few pages depicted women masturbating with their fingers and with various mechanical devices. The last. Bye Ali! I yelled back to her. Tracy and I went out to her car and she drove me home with little to no awkwardness. Tracy was a very sweet woman, I have no idea why she was divorced, she was pretty for sure but her personality was what really sealed the deal. We came up to my house and I reached for the door. Hey Zach? Yeah? Have a good night, its been good having you at the house more and Im thankful I can hold an inelegant conversation with you. Tracy said. Thanks, I appreciate you letting. The sound of the carpet layers doingtheir thing woke me up. My jaw ached, my cock was raw, and I had theworst headache I'd ever had. My hands and feet had been released and Iwas alone. I felt my head. My pin-curlers hadn't been removed!Miss Elsa strode in, elegantly dressed in a knee-length negligee."Wakey, wakey, sissy! Let's get you bathed and dressed." Getting out ofbed with the 'monster' still imbedded in my pussy was a chore. Igroaned in a combination of pain and pleasure. Miss Elsa.