All those years of listening through walls, curtains and doors, dreaming of it morning, noon and night…and here I was, kneeling in front of Anjali�...s pussy, waiting for her to piss…in a sink, yet. My cock was rock hard.She spread her legs wide and I watched, transfixed, as her lips unsealed with a small sound when they separated.I watched as her body transitioned from strained desperation, to the moment of relaxation just before the imminent release.”Here it comes.”I moved closer. I was touching. For a moment he wondered who emptied that box and read the inventory slips, but then he remembered Larry.Larry had asked those same questions. At first it had been a joke between the supervisors, "I'm dropping off distro to the Black Hole." But then Larry had started poking around, hanging out near the distro room and watching who came to pick up the envelopes that had no routing names. Pretty soon Larry had an accident. He was OK, as long as you don't unplug his respirator. The doctors say. A smile spread across his face. "Drop your trousers," he said, gleefully."What?" I demanded."You heard me!" he said, sharply, a laugh in his voice. "Drop 'em!"I looked at him for a moment, then unbuckled my belt and dropped my pants.Arthur grinned, leaned forward, and grabbed my calves, squeezing lightly; then repeated with my thighs."Arthur," I said, "are you gay?" No," he laughed, "we just won."The next day in court, the prosecution rested. Since the little bitch and her friend had testified. “Honey, even if you were advocating beating Laney to death with a baseball bat, you’d still be lovable,” Margo said.“Now, can we get back to our wedding?” Kelly said. “I have plans to pull little luscious Lori out onto the dance floor and drive the guests wild with desire.”Harry“I thought you promised me no more livestock,” Harry muttered, sotto voce, wearing his best smile as Abby’s mother was given to them.“Apparently, not everyone got the memo,” Margo replied.“Gods help us if the our allied.