It’s going to be over a hundred degrees next week.”“Oh you don’t like being all sweaty when you do the dirty?” I asked.“Not really,” she...said with a grin. “It’s sorta cool now, but it’s going to be unbearable soon.”“Before you come back again, I will have an air conditioner, I promise,” I informed her kissing her again.We made love until midnight then went out for ice cream. It was a nice evening after all. She also told me which of the three roofers worked on flat roofs as well. It had turned. "By the way ... I didn't introduce myself to you yesterday," I began whispering. "My name..."Julie put a hand on my leg, shaking her head. "No ... don't tell me, I don't want to know. I'd prefer to keep it this way," she told me seriously. "And my real name isn't Julie either, but ... you can call me that, or think of me by that name if you'd like."I wondered then if she wanted me to give her a fake name, but then decided it was redundant. Obviously she preferred thinking of me as "Bus Guy". He smiles and reaches for my skirt, reaching over it and grabbing my ass, using it to pull me forwards so our hips crash together, my chest pressed to his uniform. I stare in amazement but then smile, reaching up and caressing his cheek as he had caressed mine. I smile a little more and stand on my toes, pecking his lips.The officer smiles such a lovely smile that it makes my heart flutter and my legs tremble, although that could also be due to the erection pressed against me. His hands resume. I had this resentment that I couldn't mask at her getting what I deserved, and she wouldn't even appreciate it.The stress was beginning to take its toll on her and as I saw her begin to crack, I pushed my resentment aside. No matter what, Ashley, Kenny, whoever, was my lover and my first obligation was to her.She began to cry, something Kenny almost never did. "What the hell is going on with this world? Had God not fucked us up enough already? I mean, we're decent people. We didn't do anything.