Brian reached forhis jacket again and this time he produced a handkerchief from one ofthe pockets. He dabbed it on Michele's thighs, cleaning away th...sticky mess and then as he eased Michele up and off him and wiped athis semen and Vaseline coated, slowly deflating penis. Michele tookthe handkerchief from him and wiped between her buttocks and pulled herpanty gusset back in place and then adjusted her skirt as she stood up.She could feel the pool of semen in the front of her panties soak. I don't know what he thought he could see in that darkened room. I on the other hand would have bet money that JR was in fact looking down on us, holding on to his own naked pecker, whacking away. That thought gave me a nice warm feeling. Shit, the kid is fifteen already; what do you expect?They tell me that Linda in Spanish means something like pretty, I don't know precisely what. My mother must have had big balls to name me that, not knowing what I was going to grow up looking like. But I. Do I regret any of it? Sometimes, but I am reminded of one thing. Amy. We would have never met if my life were different. I would never be this happy as I am with Amy or our children. There are times I wish we could all be together all of the time, but we all have our jobs to do. My work maybe hard, but everyday I do achieve something good and selfishly I love it. The world still loves me and I get thank you cards and fan mail everyday. I have many staff that took 6 months to open all my mail. Her makeup was wet and all over the place, some strands of hair stuck to her face and her shirt had been ripped open because I couldn't get the last three buttons opened. I picked her up quickly and carried her to her cubicle where I forcefully bent her over her desk, pulled up her skirt, revealing she was wearing a sexy black thong that was now soaked from her pussy. I pulled them down, as far as I could and then reached over to a pair of scissors Marcy had on her desk and I cut them off. Then.