Again a whisper sounded in my ear: “Good girl…”As I stood there I felt a finger rubbing along my ass crack. For some unexplained reason I did no... try to see who had been touching me up. When I got home I went straight to the bedroom and gave my cunt the release it desired. But even though I came it did not satisfy the desire that had started to build up since my first encounter with that stranger.The following day, before leaving my office, I went to the ladies at work and removed my panties;. "He rubbed his hair and stood up as Sarah shrieked, his mind was still trying to work out just how Paul could have done such a thing. "Oh my God Joe, what does this mean?" He leant over to kiss her on the lips and then taking the tray of envelopes strode into the main office, he had to tell the staff something.Joseph explained what he knew and handed out the envelopes, each one with the employee's name written in Paul's lazy handwriting, and they stared ashen-faced at the co-owner. Some were. Karen followed Art into the bathroom and saw he had removed the bloody tee shirt and was running hot water into the basin. After testing the water, he plunged his wounded hand into the hot water and used his fingertips to clean around the damaged area. Surprisingly, after he was done cleaning and rinsing the laceration it didn't look that severe, but it was still very puffy and red around the open wound."Reach into my back pocket and get that razor your punk boyfriend tried to cut me with." Art. ’ ‘Thanks Nona, I’ll do that. I’ll be back as soon as I can.’ ‘I’m here for you babe, you know that. Just don’t overdo it out there – be safe. And I’ll be waiting for you when you make port.’ ‘Thanks. I’ll be back in two days, maybe less if I can. I love you.’ ‘Love you too, babe.’ Her best friend for the last fifteen years replied. Wrapping her arms tight around her to ward of the chill that crept into the air as the sun began it’s descent into the white line where the sky and the ocean met,.