No, she was just being silly about this, there was no way Jack had any interest in her. He hadn’t seen her for so long after they had kissed, so it ...as obvious. Still, it seemed like every time they were together, they ended up in each other’s arms. It was like some chemistry that drew them together, and they couldn’t keep their hands off each other. So…it might be fun to tease him, just a little bit. He kept coming around after all, so there had to be something that he wanted. Laney continued. My job was progressing to the satisfaction of my new boss, Rory O'Bannon, an expatriate Irishman from Galway. His thick Irish accent was a source of entertainment to me, but I had to listen carefully to catch exactly what he was saying. I was working in the logistics department and it was fascinating. I likened it to juggling eight or nine balls in the air at one time. I knew this was going to be a challenge, but I loved that about it. I had so much to learn and for the first time, I was. Soon she was unbuttoning her blouse, and then it came off. She leant back on the chair and pushed her hips forward and spread her legs. The guys all clustered together to get a shot up her skirt as Dee’s hands ran down the thighs then pulled back up taking her skirt with them. With her skirt wrinkled around her waist her tiny thong was on view, her pussy, barely covered by the thong was an angry red, but her inner lips were covered by the tiniest strip of material. She then stood and unzipped. A slight breeze scattered dead leafs around as she pulled into the nearly empty dirt parking lot. Good, it wasn't going to be crowded like all the other ones; crowds tended to lessen the scare effect.The dirt parking lot was not very easy to walk on in high heels, but she managed to make it to the old, cracked sidewalk and up the worn porch stairs. There was an old mailbox with the word 'TICKETS' painted in red, dripping letters. She had already purchased her ticket online several days ago.