You sat up surprised and stuttered saying yes I’m fine thank you. I kept wiggling my fingers faster now. He then said your dinner will be here shor...ly do you need anything? You let out a slight sigh and ummm; no everything is great thanks. Your friend he is in the restroom. Yes he will be here soon. As he turned I felt your hands pull my face back to your pussy and as I looked up you mouthed the words, ”fucking great”. You ground your pussy down rubbing your juices all over my face. I loved. ‘I already got what I came for, sweetheart.’ I blanched. Had I been too late? ‘Relax,’ he said. ‘All I wanted was this.’ He pulled a small disc from his back pocket, tucked into a blank white sleeve, its very nature insidious. It must be important. Across it, in scratchy handwriting, read 8-13-15. Today’s date. ‘Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got somewhere to be.’ As he backed away, he pulled on the gun. I stubbornly held to it, reluctant to give it up. His eyes bore into mine as I. ‘Amy, you can’t be that innocent, can you?’ At the blank look on Amy’s face, she decided to spell it out for her. ‘Lovers, Amy. We thought you guys were lovers.’ Amy nearly choked at the admission. ‘What?! Why in the world would you think that?’ Julia resumed eating, ‘Well, I’m surprised you didn’t figure it out yourself. I mean, neither of you ever goes out, except together, you’re absolutely inseparable, you obviously care a lot about each other, there are times that I feel like an. Tracy wanted to masturbate so badly and despaired at the thought of having to wait until she got home to do so. Tracy took her full bin bag back downstairs to the cleaners’ cupboard and glanced at her watch. It was around the time that all the other cleaners tend to take an impromptu coffee break and, sure enough, no one else was in sight. She couldn’t stand it anymore. Sliding into the cupboard and locking the door, Tracy knew what she wanted and she knew she’d have to try to get it quickly..