I open the boxes, and he peers inside. He looks over the computer stuff and nods."Okay. Just making sure you're not going to blow me up while you driv... off, that's all."If I was in a cranky mood, I could tell him that the computer case would probably hold enough Semtex to blow the contents of the foyer clean across the bay into Oakland, but I just smile and nod.He's nice enough to help me with the computer boxes, and I place them on top of each other on the marble tiles of the foyer. He locks. She was posh personified with dignified femininity exuding from every pore of her being. I could tell most of the horny male passengers were already under the spell of her powerful charms. I might claim that none this foolishness made the slightest impression on me but I would be lying.I immediately began to compose poems in my head attesting to her beauty and personality. My eyes rested briefly on her curvaceous posterior and I was irretrievably lost. My cock was dancing a jig inside my. He's almost straight to a fault." Don't guys chase after him?" No. Most of the time he wears a wedding and engagement ring set, andgets left alone. Other times, we come across as lesbian lovers. And,guys leave him alone." Lesbian lovers?" Lets put it this way. I've never been with another guy. But, I knowfrom listening to girlfriends talk about their sexual experiences, thatmost guys don't care how the girl feels. Guys are more interested inwhat they feel. With Jason, no matter if he's himself,. . something else ... a different part of me I never knew existed was in control ... and it liked control."No I'm not," I said. "I want you to pick them up, and put them to your nose.Sarah looked at me ... her eyes watering slightly. "What kind of man are you?"I answered curtly. "One who gives orders ... and expects them to be obeyed."Her entire body was shaking with desire as she lifted her own wet panties to her face.I was enjoying her little show. "What do you smell Sarah?"Sarah looked at me,.