”) and God help me if anyone came up and started TALKING to me! My only hope then was that he’d either hook up with the other woman or that he’d...get drunk enough to pass out before we got home and forget about it in the morning.Just being able to sit down in a public place with a drink of my choosing and watch the people around me going about their day, knowing that if I wanted to talk to any of them, I could ... if I didn’t have a personal agenda to get back to, I could see sitting here for. I did so cautiously for fear of being caught, but I did manage to conclude my debauched act of masturbation, as people started to arrive back from lunch and sit at their desks.I sat their commando style actually enjoying the knowledge that I was and if only the men in the office knew the state of my undress, never mind the show they just missed, I think my sexual fantasy would be a fact, and as I toyed with the idea, I suddenly realized I was getting myself worked-up again, so I excused myself. Ann told me, “You know how people say this is going to hurt me much more than it hurts you? Well, that isn’t the case this time. I have been looking forward to bending over your dirty little ass all week and slapping the ever-loving shit out of you. When your mother and I are talking, you make these faces like you can’t stand that we are having a conversation that doesn’t involve you. Do you know how insulting and disrespectful that is? Of course, you don’t. You might think twice about shitting. My only thought was that this guy was going to stick a baseball bat up my ass. Fortunately, in one way, my whole line of thinking had me shrunken down to child-size. At least I wouldn't have to worry about my earlier problem.Again, breaking me out of my trance, James asked, "Are you getting all of this, Steven?" Ye...Yesss!" I nearly shouted in my nervous state."Okay. Now, put this glove on your right hand." As I fumbled my way through the process, he continued, "I'm going to direct your.