His devilish grin and beautiful dark eyes, and of course it wasn’t long before I was thinking about what it would be like to fuck him. This is a reg...lar thought of mine… and it’s always good! As I was thinking this an email from the other side of the building popped onto my screen. “Hey Soph. Hope you are working hard. Looking forward to our drink.” Feeling naughty, I typed. “Very hard here. How about there?” There was a pause and just as I was thinking. “Oh shit, what have I done?” Another. "But what differencedoes that make to you Stevie. I know you and Katie too well." Just curious. Living vicariously I guess Jule," he smiled a little andtook a sip from his drink, thinking over that last new revelation. Andwhat did she mean by saying, "no, not really."The "no, not really" answer was of course a reflection of their nightwith Antonio. Julie really hadn't been sure of how her planned trystwould transpire. But Suzanne's reaction that night, as that youngArgentinean had pushed. ”Pop next-door Charlie thought to himself I’d remedy that situation in about ten seconds flat.“Well if these clothes don’t get him going I don’t know what will.Have you ever thought of taking a lover?”“No I couldn’t. It’s not right for me.”“Not even to make him jealous a little flirting perhaps.”“I don’t know anyone. We never seem to go out. He’s always tired. Except we’re going out tonight.”“Strange you should say that but do you remember Andy, Dean and Wayne?”“Of course.” She replied.Not for. Each time I saw them in the hallway now it was something new, and the man began to take care of her. Which made me think how awesome he was. Before one day I got the news that she has passed away. RIP. I sometimes went to visit him to see if he was alright and help with what I could and he appropriated that. But also that it was better that she didn't had to suffer much more and went fast. Also that he could live more free now That was the time I began to see that he got company of men at.