There were too many to list, but she caught his eyes glaring at her crotch then rising up to her chest. She noticed the familiar admiration and desire...in his eyes, and realized her boss was just a man. And since puberty she had always known how to manipulate men.With a more civil voice, "Chuck, perhaps we could make a spot for her on the weekend news, or the twelve o'clock spot?" He spun back around, staring right into her eyes. Mary slowly crossed her legs, seeing him glimpse quickly down at. Her body was telling her that last night was more than a dream.She tried to push it aside and go about her day. She had woken up at almost noon, and felt like the day was going by much too quickly. But as she stumbled through her apartment, doing chores and playing video games and browsing on her phone, she found herself thinking back to those strange memories all too often - and it left her unbearably horny. By sundown, she had already masturbated three times, and it still wasn't enough.Fuck. ”“Yes. I’m extreme about it, but if the limit was 0.0, nobody could guess wrong. If you drink, you don’t drive. Period. And yes, I know about different metabolic rates, which is why I allow two or three hours, PLUS an hour per drink. And that’s if I’m eating. I can count on one hand the number of times I’ve violated my rule. And guess what? Permissiveness of the law lets me do that and judge whether I’m sober or not.”“Says the most extreme libertarian we know!” Kara laughed.“There is no right. “Breakfast! I am not sure which one of you is in there but we have kids getting ready for school and they need to use it too,” My mom knocked on the door. Hayden’s family had only one bathroom between the three of them. We had three bathrooms between the five of us so I knew my Mom had just made up an excuse to come check on where we were.“Oh, it’s me, Ma’am. I dropped my purse last night and some things fell out. You haven’t seen any of my stuff have you?” Hayden asked coyly through the.