.come on back and see me."This was around 9 am and for the next few hours I kept debating in my head if I should go back and what would happen if I di.... I'm sure he wanted sex, and though I enjoy being a slut and servicing men, I can still be nervous and shy at times and besides, what if someone finds out? Having sex at work? And gay sex, no less? I knew sooner or later I would see him again and he would want to know what happened, plus I was very horny, anyways. The wet, sticky cum in my. "It's salt, Zane."Lasco had reverted to speech without giving it any thought. "Ah, Lucilla dear, what the hell are you doing?"Bending at the waist, and turning away from him again, she demonstrated. She had a bag of table salt, and was carefully pouring it from a hole in the bag. The last crystals tipped from the bag as he watched, distracted though he was by the view. She looked over her shoulder at him then. "It's — well, hard to explain." She turned to face him. "In any case, you're too busy. Why in the hell had I agreed to bring her home? ‘I’m safe here, right?’ Amber asked. About thirty minutes too late. ‘Yes,’ I answered, ‘but if you don’t feel safe, it doesn’t matter.’ She bit her lip as she assessed my words. ‘I can take you back,’ I repeated. ‘No,’ Amber decided. She didn’t elaborate as she opened the passenger side door. I sat there watching her get out, grabbing her backpack. I wasn’t sure how I felt about her being frightened all night. She poked her head back in the car. He sits up and touches his chest. It’s really sweaty. Sleeping skin on skin does that to you, not that he’s got any experience with it.Eve turns around, “Yeah, maybe it really was a rhino. Hard to tell when you are sleeping.” She uses the blanket to cover herself up. Not that she doesn't want him to see her naked, that ship has sailed, but it probably looks sexy. Also, maybe Dave's more comfortable that way. "So, you've finally found your confidence?” she asks. Hard to imagine that the Dave.