As soon as she was gone, Paul sat down close to me on the couch and tried to hit on me. I should have seen it coming, but he really laid it on thick. ...efore I knew it, his had was on my knee and heading up. I tried to protest, but he just said, "With the look you have got, I know you are looking for some." I protested, but the next thing I knew he had his hand all the way up my skirt and on my dick. He jumped back and said, "You're a guy?" Well, I tried to get up but he pinned me and dragged me. I saw her pick up a pair of my wife still wet pantyhose and see through panties with one of her T-shirts and throw them at me.“Put these on faggot, can’t have you getting a cold when we go out.’ she yelled at me, while giving my ass a slap.I didn’t hesitate at all picking up the wet garments and putting the panties and then hose on. They were still pretty wet, and it was very difficult, but I managed. The t-shirt; however, was so tight I could barely breathe. I noticed they had pitched a pair. . Substance abuser. Likes slipping out to “make it” with a stranger or a friend of yours, when Your dateFriendship first ... Trying to live down a reputation as a slut. She “Never goes any further than petting, with any man,” anyway!Fun ... Annoying. You supply the fun and expense. She’ll judgeGoal oriented ... You, not her. Your goal must be to support her, her goalsGreen eyes ... Another one? Jealous suspicion motivates throwing the phoneGentle ... Comatose ... until you suggest She pay for a. I work for Fidelity Investments, one of the biggest multinational financial services corporations in the world. I work at the Fidelity Investments Investor Center on Boylston Street in downtown Boston. I’m one of fourteen Black employees of the company’s downtown location. Eight men and six women. Here I am, a brother working in corporate America, and I have to tell you, it’s not such a wonderful life. Between all the backstabbing, treachery and wickedness I see at work, and the crap I have to.