Sadler is already creeping her out. Back to my workstation. Play this right. I'll pee after Autumn is back in the conference room.Thirty minutes remai.... Time to pee again. Time to get in Autumn's mind again. This time I won't return to my desk the same way.Just the one look. Yes. She looked. She didn't raise her head. Her smile was undeniable. So was mine. I'm sure my quick glance and quick look-away sent her a loud-and-clear message too. Who am I fucking with? Her or me? I'm mind-fucking both. ?Belt back on,? she ordered through the steel door, her butt still resting on his only window on the world.Again he was driven to comply and eased his now soft cock back into its small tube which in turn was hidden inside the steel cover. He pulled the cover all the way up and hooked it back on to the body of the belt. With everything back in place, he turned the key to lock himself up. He placed the key on the floor in front of him and pulled at the belt meticulously, to make sure everything. And it'd be a real mess if Linda's old man got the cops out looking for her. Better play it cool, he said to himself."Tell you what, Linda," he called. "I'll walk you home, right now. We'll tell your folks that you didn't have your key and that you came to tea with Jenny and me. OK?"Now he was being nice again, but could she trust him? There wasn't much she could do about it. She could wait until his cousin Jenny or the girl who shared the apartment returned, but supposing they stayed out all. The man in the back of the pickup held the paint can in his left hand, the brush in his right. As they passed a mailbox, he took one swipe at it with the paint brush. He earned from one to five points, depending upon how red the box was after he was done. Hitting the box more than once cost two penalty points, missing it completely cost five. Falling in the truck was five points while falling out cost ten.They got pulled over by the sheriff before they finished the return run so they never did.