"And then I pulled my door closed and drove away leaving her standing there.Three weeks after the parking lot incident Jennifer left the company. But ...hat didn't mean we wouldn't see each other any more. The town wasn't that big that we wouldn't run into each other occasionally. We had a Safeway, a King Soopers, a Target and a Wal-Mart Super Center. There were ten gas stations and maybe a dozen restaurants so the odds were that I would see Jennifer from time to time and I did. And every time I. The right signs, the body language and then nothing. Too scared, too busy, too ashamed. Sam had nearly finished his beer when he got up and went to the washroom. A few minutes later, he came back to the bar, put his jacket on, left some money, and walked up the stairs. Bill thought he had misjudged that one, although he had developed a pretty good feel over the years. He finished his glass, paid the barman, and decided to stop by the washroom before he left. When he entered the small bathroom,. I lay there pretending to be asleep. It was dark, the television was off and only a dim light from the kitchen was on. I could not make out exactly what was happening to me. I wanted to find out, but it felt so good, I did not want them to stop. I was lying on my side and they were behind me. They seemed to be having difficulty grasping everything. I decided, while still pretending to be asleep, to turn over on my back. I let out a low moan and slowly rolled over. They jerked their hands away. ." she cut me off. "Because you are going to be a human fucktoy in the most absolute of ways. Every way, actually. If you need to stop, stop. " she said in a tone that left no room for argument. "Ok, ok. Aardvark. Got it." I said sheepishly. "Good, now finish the last of that drink and let's get going. I need to FUCK. EVERYTHING." she said emphatically. "Shouldn't I take a viagra or something? " i asked. "There were four in that drink, finish it and let's go." Yes, mistress...." I said with a.