I won’t tell anyone else, telling you was a shitty thing to do to her…I owed her better than that.’ ‘It’s another slow dance, why don’t yo... go tell her…tell her you’re sorry? You don’t have to, I…’ ‘Yeah, I do. I do.’ Bill said as he moved his way across the dance floor making a beeline for Jeananne, much to her consternation. ‘May I have this dance, Jeananne?’ ‘Bill, I don’t think I…’ ‘Please Jeananne—please? I need to talk to you…tell you…I’m sorry.’ ‘Okay.’ As they danced, Bill did most of. After Neha’s parents left, we both started watching a movie on TV. Just to start a conversation, I asked her what her plans for the holidays were. She said her parents were planning to take her to some place but where she was not sure.After that we started guessing where her parents might take her. During the conversation lot of topics came. Somehow, we came to the topic of people who get to travel the world for work. I automatically said James Bond and said he is the dude. Neha giggled and. After a short training session I was sent out to follow up on those that either didn’t complete the multiple requests for information or that had in some way left details that seemed out of place. I was also training and assigned to do more in depth interviews to gather data needed for a complete census.Over the last weeks I had met some interesting people that I would not have met in my previous career as a salesman or in my retired life. Today I was assigned a residence hall as it was called. Very dark hair lots of it.Pretty for her age. I loved her juicy shapely arse more than any thing though.I started watching her through my bedroom window and wanking off over her. I loved seeing her in her work clothes. Very tight black trousers caressing her round shapely but full arse. Usually with Tights or stockings and black high heel shoes. For some reason I wanted her to see me naked. My cock was becoming quite a nice size by now. I started off standing on my bed in the window towling.