The Mexi's Bar was quiet at 2pm. It didn't start kicking till later,much later. She knew.So when She entered, there were only four people. Her, two gu...s at thebar, whose eyes rolled up and down Her, and made her tingle, andRandolf Grey. He was seated at a table, slight, stooped, old, young,forlorn.She put on a smile, kindly. "Randy?" She said shyly, slyly, not at all.Randy turned. Looked up. Looked down. Skated a glance at Her boots.Shakily, looked up again. "Ms Alexandria?" Yes."Dumbly, he got. Please, put it inside me.”Francis just smiled nonchalantly. “In a minute, honey. But first I want to know, can I have your pussy every day at work? Will that be okay, Nurse Jones? After all, like you told me, people are having affairs left, right and center at our hospital. One more unfaithful nurse screwing her Nigerian lover won’t make any difference, will it?”“Please. Please, Francis. I need you. Please put your big cock in me now, I need it.”“All in good time, my dear. You haven’t answered. "Lay real still now, bitch or I might prick you."She froze as she saw the knife move down. She watched as he sliced it quickly through her bra straps like they were butter. His hands pulled them down. His fingers traced a path over the upper slope of her breasts, the bra pushing them up. "Such nice titties. You like me to play with them titties for you little girl?" NNN, NNNNNN," her head shaking back and forth as she felt him manhandling her breasts."Don't think you need this," his knife. Keep me company.’ She shifted across the bed enough to make room for the big dog, and Abe jumped up and settled with what could only be described as a dog-like sigh. ‘Just don’t tell John. I don’t know if he lets you get away with stuff like this.’ Closing her eyes, she tried not to think, tried to settle her mind enough to fall asleep, but the mention of John had his image popping up, not necessarily unwanted, into her head. Tall… so tall… and handsome, really. Maybe not so much the type she.