I just couldn't remember what that was all about. I'd still like to do that if the offer still stands." "It sure does, Steve, but like I said, why not...wait until you are able to come back to work. No sense in wasting vacation time when you are on Workman's Comp anyway!" Mr. Jenkins said. "Ok boss. Thanks for all that you are doing. Everyone has been so supportive." Steve said. "Not a problem. Just get better...we got some major clients in the works and I want my best man on landing them. But no. I guess he saw me peering through the hole. He started to turn around. Scared that I had been caught staring, I quickly sat back in my chair. I didn’t want to get into a fight because I was a “damn queer”. I mean, this was Texas. I sat there for what felt like hours. Then all of a sudden, he pushed his cock through the hole. I couldn’t believe this was happening. I didn’t know people did this kind of thing. Here I was, sitting in a dark booth with a cock through the wall. I reached out and. Ashon almost forgot to breathe as he watched her unbutton her blouse, button by button. He longed to put his fingers where hers were now, longed to feel her skin. She tossed her blouse to the side, and reached around behind her to unzip her skirt. He felt a brief sense of shame for standing there, watching, but it passed quickly as he saw her push the skirt down, and step out of it. She again reached behind her, unfastened her bra and let it drop into her hands, before tossing it out of sight.. I believe you. Just... go away." She brushes him off. She knows it now, she feels it in the pit of her stomach. It makes more sense. The two girls have been growing increasingly embittered and competitive, and it's just like Kelly to do something underhanded like this. Their problems have only been exasperated since Emmy has been staying at Kelly's house. They've both exchanged jealousy over their respective attractiveness. Kelly's felt jealous over Emmy's sexual experience and prowess. Emmy.