I closed the door behind me. ‘I would ask if you’re all right,’ I said, standing behind the extra chair next to his desk. I felt safer with some...hing between us. ‘That would probably be rhetorical, though.’ He stared at me as if he didn’t know me. The stubble on his cheeks looked to be three or four days’ worth. His hair was uncombed and I recognized his clothes as the same he wore the last time I’d seen him. ‘They’re gonna take me,’ he said softly. ‘They’re gonna take me to the basement.’ I. She explained that at the time of our first encounter, she was in a relationship which was floundering but couldn't bring herself to make contact until she was sure it was over. I promptly said I understood but in my head, I exulted. Over the next few days, we talked for hours - thank goodness for toll-free local calls. Our conversations became more and more intimate, strewn with innuendos and we knew we had to meet. Ever the gentleman or, at least pretending to be, I suggested a neutral place. As soon as he finished, he pulled out and dove into the creek to rinse off. I followed him. Neither of us said anything or let on what had just happened.About two days later, Ben showed up at my house and asked to talk to me in private. He said he was sorry for what he did at the creek but he also wanted to thank me for letting him finish fucking my ass. He said he had never done anything like that before but he loved it. He went on and on about how fantastic my soft ass cheeks felt as he laid. If you would be interested in working with us a day or so a week, let us know. You can tell your manager if you like, we?re not trying to pirate anyone?s employees. Please see us after the show if you are interested in talking.? She nodded affirmatively.Hans walked her ?round and ?round in a circle while her bells tinkled merrily. He walked her to me and asked if he could fuck her if she and her manager were willing. I said sure, just be sure to use a condom and better yet -- do a proper.