Her nipples were hard trying to poke through her shirt material. She slid her petite body under my arm and rested her head on my chest. "Are you going...to tell on us Jimmy? I don't want everyone to think that Glenn and I are ... you know ... screwing each other." I pulled her closer, kissed her on the forehead and using my pet name for her said. "Don't worry Little Moe. I won't tell a soul how depraved you guys are." She burst out laughing then and poked me in the ribs. "You're such a dork. Oh you must have known! Anything George Junior asked for arrived in seconds. The rest had to wait”“I can’t remember why she left”“We’ll get to that. This is the alternative, remember?”“They watch as Mrs Campbell is persuaded to pay a little off her loan. They watch as Maggie, the sixteen year old with the hots for George, the twenty year old, fetches him another coffee he didn’t ask for. She feels the coffee pot, decides it isn’t good enough, makes some more. Takes George a cup. Even through. “What’s up?” I asked.”I think Kamal is coming onto me” Neha replied.I took Neha in my arms, I told her what man in his right mind would not fancy her and as I kissed her passionately I slid my hand up her skirt, over her bottom and back down into her panties. I probed with my finger and I could feel her increasing wetness.I whispered softly into her ear, “Your pussy tells me your enjoying the conversation with Kamal, go back in and I will follow with the drinks in a moment.””Ok, so what’s up?”. I put my hands on her shoulders and began to massage her neck."I think I'm starting to wake up, Bernie. Can you think of some way for me to get tired again?"I turned her around to face me and opened the three buttons on her jacket. Her eyes never left my face as I took it off of her arms and reached for a hanger. I keep a handful of wooden ones for emergencies — like being able to satisfy a cunt that her good outfit won't get wrinkled - using the drawer handles of the file cabinet as my closet.