She mentioned she would be there most nights this week. I had told her about what I was doing, a bit of my background, and that I would also be there ...lso several times over the next few nights. From that came an invitation to stop by at the student union the next night and spend a bit of time with her. Reviewing in my mind what I remembered she said, I was sure that she knew how instantly physically attracted to her I was, and how charmed I was by her personality by the time we said goodbye. On weekends, sometimes I can earn almost as much money babysitting as I earn all week at my job. Because they know that I am willing to stay overnight, I babysit for a number of the people from work.The first year that I lived by myself, Mr. Larson, one of the men in the office where I work, learned of my housing situation and became concerned for my safety. He told me, later, that he used to live in the house across the street and that he knew the owners of my apartment. He had seen them in a. ..?" I tried to confuse him further."You really are a sack of cocks sometimes! I know its you, I'm asking you, what are youdoing... Here... Or rather, was this," he gestured to his cock, "you?"My mind raced. Do I lie? Will he believe me? Not likely."Well... I... You see... I'm so fucking drunk." It works for frat boys, right? And so what if I smell good? He's half asleep."You don't sound drunk..." Reeeally? I um pruuutyyy fucking washe-ted. I mean, I am SHHHo drunk." I closed one eyeand slumped. That's when I decided to play what I'd seen for all I could get out of Mandy - and that included anything sexual that I could coerce her into doing with me.One of the last daily encounters I'd had with Mandy had involved me fucking her on the couch in the other woman's office. Our division chief was out of town, and Mandy had actually brought a sexy babydoll negligee to work and changed into it - and nothing else - and was lying there on the couch with a horny pussy when I came into work an.