You have to remember I was only about 19 or 20 when I was doing this shit and I sometimes thought with my pussy and not my brain.Anyway, there I was i... Las Vegas with time on my hands and I was pulling in some good money just talking BS with people on the phone. I had a nice pad with a backyard and everything and every once and awhile, this Indian guy (American Indian) would screw my pussy so good that I am certain the neighbors thought there was a serial murder taking place.I saw an ad in the. There was a stack of folders by the door that Jimmy said were approved loans for the title office. Since several were custom homes, those folders would be held back for a couple of months during construction and reviewed before closing.I told the Assistants that I was done with the tour for this morning and we would talk when I came down. I wanted some private time with Connie. “You’ve done a hell of job keeping me advised of how this office is doing, Connie, and you’ve taken it upon yourself. Oh god, she couldn’t wait, and hurried to the tub.He was already in the water, and gave her a devilish grin. “I thought you’d got lost or something.”She flashed him a smile and chirped, “Or something.” She then laid the towels down, making sure the razor and stuff was still hidden. He helped her in, fondling her luscious body as he did.She leaned into him and purred, “Ooh this feels divine.”“Yeah it does, so what shall we do my sexy baby-doll?”She lit up, with desire and suggested, “Something. "You know that's not what I mean. You REALLY like me, don't you?" she asked, like she already knew the answer. I looked at her, not sure how to reply.? "It's ok, Nick. You can tell me."I looked down at the floor and answered. "I really like you, Miss Hanson.." She reached under my chin and tilted my head up to face hers. She had a big smile on her face, and a little glint in her eyes. She didn't have to say anything. All it took was that look on her face and to tell me she knew just how I felt.