It was beautiful. I wanted him so bad!Suddenly I heard the door open. It sounded like a walkie-talkie was speaking to the owner. A damn cop.We had to ...ove fast! At the last moment, we had squeezed around in the stall and soon I was sitting on the toilet and his feet were barely on the sides of the seat, his ginger pubes and pink-headed prick in my face.I felt a little randy. To show this ginger man I had some balls I started jerking my cock while I was sitting down. He looked down at me as I. A knife appeared from the depths of one of the coveralls and was thrust against Bill's windpipe. "Move and he dies." The point pricked his skin, drawing a bead of blood to emphasise the point.The five intruders were well versed in what they were about; moving in confident and practiced, perhaps even well rehearsed choreographic manoeuvres. Four detached from the phalanx that had pushed Bill backwards, circling the prone and gasping figure of her husband at compass points of north east and west,. “You were,” I stare blankly at her for a moment. I bring my gaze back to Wade and smile, running a hand through his hair. “But that’s okay. Probably good we had the reminder that we’re in public.”He smiles back while I can feel the daggers Jo's eyes are shooting me. Scoffing she slides into the booth facing us. The drummer, Logan slides in beside her, and their guitarist, Luke grabs a chair, straddles it and sits at the end of the booth.“That was a great show tonight,” Wade says.They all smile. "That's when it all changed. I got out of the hospital one month later and said "Everybody I deserve to be manager. I want to be MANAGER!" They all stared at me for a second and the search committee said "Of Dwight. We'll call corporate right away." As soon as they said that I began to believe what the voice had said. I decided to test on Pam. "Hey Dwight, are you feeling better?" said Pam. "Of course I am. I assume youre feeling slutty as always?" She looks at me for a second before her outfit.