‘…and he was packing a bulge like you wouldn’t believe! I mean, my ass was just aching for him! I was so tempted to follow him into the men’s ...oom, but my connection was tight and his wife looked pretty territorial. Not that she wasn’t pretty tasty-looking, herself,’ I sighed. Mom squirmed on the couch. ‘Oh my God,’ she whispered in an unreadable tone of voice, never taking her eyes off my dripping slit. Did the thought of making it with a woman make her hot? I could sympathize with that!. Antonia had posted a status that read “How could you do this to me, I thought you loved me and yet you are a lying piece of shit”. I took a shot as asked what was wrong surprisingly she replied. “Everything ok Antonia?” I asked. “No” she said. “What’s wrong?” “Well it’s a long story” “Well I got the time if you do?” “It has to do with my boyfriend, I mean my ex-boyfriend.” “Ah boy troubles that’s always a not so fun thing” “Oh you have no idea. I am sitting here at work after being called in. Christensen turned to me. The speaker was a young woman wearing a floral dress. She sat on the other side of a counter behind a desk, and there were many strange apparatuses and devices on the desks and tables. The walls were wood paneled and very flat.I curtsied. "Hello, miss. I'm Tyballa. Pleased to meet you."She blinked three times."Uh – yeah. The dean wants to see you, I guess."Ms. Christensen took my arm."Come Tyballa. I'll show you the way."The dean's hall was down a passage and around a. When it comes to paying, Matt, who seems to have regained some ofhis confidence, is standing next to me. Mrs Emery pulls out some notes &gives them to me saying 'Pay the gentleman, Joanne'. I manage a smallstroke of his palm as I hand over the money, looking into his eyes with mybest flirty smile. When he hands me the change & receipt, he strokes me inreturn. I absent-mindedly hand Mrs Emery the change, but she says 'aren'tyou going to tip Matt, Joanne, I think we've had good service'. I hand.