We took an instant liking to each other and by the end of her first week I was asking her to stop and have a drink after work with me. I stopped almos... every night, not because I was a boozer, but because of Phil. He got off shift a half hour after I did and I didn't feel like sitting around the restaurant waiting for him so I went down to the Landing Strip and waited there. I had half an hour to kill so I asked Helen to join me. She didn't have to hurry home because you were working swing. I didn't want to see that bastard's face ever again.Eventually, the elevator stopped again. Ann grabbed me by the shoulder and tried to lift me to my feet. I guess I must have found my feet, because I stumbled down the hall after her, but at the same time I realized just how much pain my ankle was in. It was starting to throb. Ann pulled out her keys and unlocked a door, pushing it open and putting her arm around my shoulder. Dimly, I remembered that Ann lived in the same building as George,. Then they used as there sex slave for the weekend as punishment. Were still cool. She coming in next week to see me. My Mom would kill me more if she knew I liked pussy as much as good hard cock." said Valerie. My cock was semi hard before. It was rock hard now. All 9 3/4 inches wanted to bust out my Hawaiian shorts. She dropped her cigarette butt in the grass. She put it out with her right foot. Her flip flops went back and forth. She arched her back as she licked her middle finger on her. It'll only last as long as you've got to model for Sammi's line." I don't see that as a bad thing," I said.She shook her head. "No, not bad, but you'll have to perform it again if she needs you for something else."Sammi and Ms. Stratford returned, talking softly and giggling. They reminded me of my girls when they were talking about something they didn't think I would find funny. There was no reason to believe that they were talking about me specifically, so I tried not to think about it too.