It was me and another guy on most of the time. I was quite a flirty girl and most of the male customers loved me. I’d always wear a tight black skir... and my work polo. It wasn’t massively sexy but I think I pulled it off well.There was this one guy a road worker that came in every night when they were doing some work in the area. He was pretty hot. Had a nice beard a few tats real bad boy type. It wasn’t long before our flirting became a bit more sexual.Anyway this one time he came in and I was. ‘Did you hear anything, Chief?’ ‘I need to make a statement to your Officers.’ said Griswold. ‘Those Agents did not call out and identify themselves before battering in the door. The first thing I heard… was the door being rammed in, then gunshots…’ * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * 4:00am, March 16th. The wife’s story, videotaped, was devastating. She told us what had happened, that there had been no warning nor identification by the Agents. Her husband had thought they were burglars and went to. Talking to people while totally bare was a huge turn on for the teen of me (and sometimes, it still is). I became bolder. Yes, I silently masturbated during our calls. Not only with my female friends, but the boys too. Specially them. I knew boys wanted to see girls naked, and there I was, totally nude, talking to them on the phone. And they had no clue about how I was dressed. I remember the first time I was so horny, but soooo horny, I had to rub the phone in me. Yes, there. In my hairy,. They wore only their bath robes while sitting in bed, and their robes fell somewhere in the room. They just wanted to feel each others' naked bodies. Then the inevitable; both of them locked into a strong embrace, just kissing and feeling. Time usually stopped for both of them and all that was left was the touching, the exploring, the pleasing and the engaging in being close. That was the journey they both liked to travel when close to each other. He kissed her body like he knew she.