In another basement an unshaven Jack was talking to another Susan while trying to open the door. "I'd just got up enough courage to talk to the Profes...or when the Simon came to the house; I hid away but was able to hear most of what they said. Simon was saying that the Chinese would want to have his machine working properly but the Professor didn't want to listen to him, it got so heated and then there was a shot and the Professor fell back dead."I think that's when he heard me, Simon that is.. Secondly, I’m a supervisor at my real job so I don’t take orders well. Thirdly, ever since the little prissy Mexican, Ms. Ochoa, became supervisor she had these little nit picky orders that were just bullshit. Finally, the truth be known, all Mexican’s were lazy freeloaders and especially her newly hired, do nothing, 17 yr old niece who unfortunately worked on my crew. All the other gals would never say anything to her about her not doing her share of work and were afraid to because she was the. "Open one of those 7-ups," she instructed, "the opener is in the drawer."She pressed the side of her butt against the drawer face and held it closed.I pulled the handle. "Uh..." I stammered."What's the matter?" she taunted. "Open the drawer!" She backed up a little and made light contact with my hand. "Open the drawer! Come on!" She pushed herself against my hand and I pulled it away. She faced me with the handle between her legs. "Open the drawer, Dave!" she demanded.She softened, smiled, and. I held her feet for a moment kissing her toes and the tops of her feet. She giggled and squirmed a little on the bed. I reached up to right above her knees and grabbed a handful of her pants. I could see they had already worked down her hips some, so I just gave them a quick tug pulling them down her legs where I slid them the rest of the way off of her. This left me looking at the sexiest and wettest pair of light pink panties I had ever seen. I could see her pussy lips through the wet.