Well if your really good...... buy you a porn video for you! and when i come round we could get in you bed when your mummy and daddy isnt there and l...ok at them! and you could even have your friends round and i could show your mates my pussy if they wanted to see it. sound like a good deal?" i said playing with the bottle and squirting some on my hands imagining the lube was him and his friends all cuming on my hands so i could eat and taste their boy spunk. i told him to lie really still and. All the male employees were out in the oil patch. One of the ladies cordially pointed me toward the records room where I would be working. About the size of a double car garage, the walls were lined with racks of big plat books, file cabinets, microfilm equipment, and such. In the center of the room was a large table. It was tall, so that one worked standing up, with both sides sloped at a slight angle like a drafting table. I got straight to work, still with a semi-hard-on from my long drive.. There ya go ... Five hundred dollars.”“Can I get change?”“Sure. 20,40,60,80, 90, 95, and five ones.”We traded.“Where’s your betting slips?”“Gonna try again?”“Voices in my head.”She laughed and handed me a selection ticket.I looked at the ceiling, “Now, what were those numbers again?”So ... I picked those ... gave the clerk two dollars and handed in the ticket.When I handed her the slip, I looked at the ceiling again and said, “You’re sure?”The clerk chuckled and ran the slip through. The ticket. "This is Claire." She listened for a moment, and Will heard an assertive voice on the other end of the line."Oh, hi, Deputy Armstrong. I'm assuming you're not just calling to check on us."The voice on the other end of the line laughed, and then said something Will couldn't make out."You do?" Claire said. "That's fantastic. Any chance we can go and see that piece of shit? Pardon my French."There was more laughter, and Will grinned at Claire's excited expression."Thanks a bunch, Deputy. I'll stop.