She was driving me crazy but I needed to go back to work. Fuck it I thought and tucked my cock into my waistband for the short journey to the bathroom...The toilets were just 2 individual unisex cubicles as it was a small cafe. Both were locked. Fuck! I knocked on the first one and an old woman answered. Damn! I didn't say anything but knocked on the second one. A man answered!! Shit, where was she?! The first door unlocked and the door opened slowly. The gf was in there trying her best not to. I moved in with my sister and she would come over on her lunch breaks when we I moved to work mornings. No one would be home and she would stop by. Normally we would quickly jump in bed and I'd have my way with her. I'd fuck her hard and send her back to work with swollen pussy lips and full of my semen. She would also come over after work when everyone in the house was sleeping. I would leave a door pen for her and she would sneak in and wake me up. I slept on a sofa bed (maybe why I had back. "That could sure help us get on our feet." Good," said Katherine writing out her address on a slip of paper and giving it to Dunnell. "Show up in the morning next Wednesday and I will leave the shed unlocked for you." We'll be there bright and early," said Dunnell."Just be sure you do a good job and I will see your well compensated," said Katherine grabbing her car keys and heading towards the exit."Lady," said Horse, a blank expression on his face, "once we mow your lawn you won't want anyone. ’ Then he grasped the situation and emphasised: ‘And I am not a basic life form.’ ‘Look, there’s no need to take that tone with me. And how can a cell – what did you call it – drive a . . . car?’ ‘Erm . . . cell?’ said Stacy. ‘Yes, a cell. That’s what you were before you came here to Reception. It says so on your form.’ He sounded slightly bored with the whole thing already. ‘Stand over there against that panel, please.’ ‘What is that?’ Stacy was getting confused as well as frustrated, he.