My first ten days would be to work with Will to learn just how this job was different from my Guelph experience. When he took his vacation or was away...for any reason, I would be expected to step in and cover for him. I knew I had Bob as backup, so it wasn't a huge risk. My regular day-to-day job was to make sure the inventory was in good order (not too much, not too little, no deadwood), orders were being processed promptly, and the service department had a steady stream of work ahead of it.. I'm hungry. FOOD! Ed, the Tick is on in half an hour. Why the hell aren't you up yet? And why is your door locked? It's never locked! Dammit! Ed! Get up." POUNDPOUNDthud."And bring Sam's floppy disks!" Ah yes, Alan's Saturday morning ritual. Going to bed after Ed and I, getting up early to pound on our door, to herald the arrival of his favorite Saturday morning cartoon. As usual, I ignored him. Also as usual, Ed didn't, sleepily getting up off the floor, sloughing on a pair of pants and a. The room was packed with men who would have gladly addressed my raging hard-on with a willing ass or mouth, mostly muscular, gym-obsessed demi-gods who worshiped cock almost as much as they worshiped themselves. And like Tim, they were openly gay. Just not all "obvious" about it until they got to "Skeeters" where the shirts came off, the oil went on and the party didn't stop until Sunday morning. Professional athletes, actors, musicians, corporate types, tourists and uniquely Vegas. I finally told him I could not wait anymore.He smiled, as he turned on the car’s engine. He drove to the third level, which was almost empty. He parked there at a dark corner.I got out and walked to the front of the car. He was sitting just looking at me. I lifted again my skirt; but this time I pulled down my cotton panties to my ankles. I saw him staring at my shaven mound. I was sure it was glistening in the dark shadowsI shoved a couple of my long fingers up my tight pussy.He got out of the.