At work things began to heat up with a few of the agents. The talk would become more personal. They would tell me how pretty I was, and it got to a po...nt of them saying what they wouldn't give to get in my pants. I should have been offended but I wasn't. I actually replied with, "What would you give?" I was getting turned on by this kind of conversation, I knew that eventually I was going to get fucked if I didn't put a stop to it.When I got home that day I was heated up, Roger didn't even. He had considered setting up a CCTV camera in the upstairs bathroom to steal better peeks of her pussy, but hadn't gotten around to it. Yet. The swelling sensation of of jizz wanting to burst from his cock was intense as he considered how awesome it would be to dump a load of semen around her mouth as she slept. His toes were to curling. "Jesus you’re a hot slut,” he whispered to himself. “Hot fucken slut.” Moments away from shooting his load, discretion faded away. He pulled aside the d****s. “There must be some way that I can carry my weight with you?”“It’s not a big deal, Patsy,” I informed her, “You have been my friend for a long time, and I won’t let anything bad happen to you.”“I am always in your debt. Its hard enough taking care of yourself, but if you add me in the mix its probably super stressful.” Patsy kind of looked shyly at me. “I also know how guys handle stress, and you cant even take care of that at night with me in your hair.”I was taken aback by this. ‘What are you. "All I want to do is sit the fuck down in the shade with something coldto drink but I can't let a real girl show me up. Under all this stuff,I'm still a guy and will have to tough this out," he thought.They were a half block from the finish line when Harold stumbled andfell face down into the asphalt road. He was aware enough to put hishands out keeping him from doing a face plant. As he hit the pavement,his skirt flared up revealing his pantaloon covered ass to everyonebehind him. Several men.