I rarely am.” I allowed myself a smile. This boy was going to cut a swathe through the female portion of my office if I wasn’t careful. “Glad to...hear it. I need some help with a project and could do with a fresh perspective. Do you think you’re up for it?” “I’ll give it my best shot, sir.” “That’s all I ever ask of people, Adam. There’s a folder on the table behind you. Take a look at it and give me your thoughts. Say, by about two this afternoon?” I watched as he nodded, stood up and turned. He had left the papers from Claude's briefcase on the table. He barely made it to the door when the Explorer exploded. It turned into a raging ball of flame. Mark was knocked back against the still half opened door by the concussion. He fell half in and half out of the doorway."What happened?" Rachel asked. "My new car exploded. Will they blame us for it?" She chewed on a knuckle and stared at the flaming pyre in the parking lot.Mark saw Bill Parker had the private files open. One finger held. After just s few minutes I hear the squeak of flip flops on the concrete floor. There wasn't any door at the entrance to the mens house—just a big opening. If you stood just right—you could see dudes standing at the piss trough—but the showers and stalls were out of site. I didn't hear any further noise, so I assume whomever was just taking a piss, although for the most part most of the guys would just whip it out wherever they were standing if all they had to do was piss. Finally, he speaks.. Then the catharsis waned from us, and our breaths fell, and I crawled down Elena Straltaira to suck her clean, to taste the comingling of my pussy and ass, but mostly to savor her flavor, the heat of her, the pulsing rigidity. No; it was to see the look in her eyes when I did with my mouth what even Yavara, with all her succubus D.N.A and adventurous lechery, could not. Elena came a second time, her nectar flowing from her tip without pressure like lava from the throbbing head. I drank it all,.