Now keep in mind...There are 3 other doors + an elevator to my hallway besides her's. With the girlfriend away and it being a workweek, I decided to...dare it all and lube up with some ABOLENE (the best stuff in the world) and stripped naked and soon was standing in my doorway facing her front door. The thickness of this ABOLENE made my cock glisten in the now dimmed hallway lights as I pulled it over my thick cock. Carefully and methodically I took my time priming the pump. My cock pulsating. "I know the perfect place." She called though the closed door. "Do you like Italian?" She continued."I adore eating Italian ... why are you Italian?" She heard him reply."I am if that's what you want to eat!" She retorted, Shari continued, "You are so bad; it was your idea to go out instead of letting me..." her words trailed off."Hurry up please, I'm starved. Airplane food really sucks."When Shari re-entered the room Paul was amazed at how stunning she looked. Shari had always defined herself. Same jacket, same boots, but now a pair of equally tight solid black leggings. These were sheer, allowing me to get an even better glimpse of her ass than I had the day before: perfectly formed round globes, tantalizingly visible underneath the sheer fabric. Yet again she ordered a pumpkin spice frappuccino. I wished that green straw were my rigid cock she was sucking on with those soft lips of hers. This time, however, Emily didn't walk out of the door immediately, but seemed to be moving. And I'll take my licks for that. I know I got to be responsible for my actions. I learned that in jail." One of the men you 'bumped into', as you say it, is still in the hospital with a concussion!" yelped Denny."I'm real sorry about that," said Wally, looking mournful. "When I get a job I'll help pay his medical bills. I promise."Denny looked frustrated. He faced Judge Pickett and said "Your Honor, I'm going to have to recall Ms. Sinderson as a rebuttal witness.It was two-thirty-five.There was.