It's not as if you're eating up the profits. Here, have one on me, and let's sit and discuss the possibility of my buying another box from you."He gui...ed her to a big chair and sat and pulled her down on his lap."I do believe this is the best cookie I've ever had," he nibbled. She smiled and nodded and bit into a cookie...He brushed his lips on her cheek and neck, stroked her hip, and pressed his crotch upon her rump. He moved his hand up, unbuttoned the top of her scout outfit and slid his. My boss took up most of my time. He was like a kid. He couldn’t pour piss out of a boot if the instructions were written on the heel, as the expression goes. That asshole I married left me before Henry was born and I had done my best, really, but he was a handful.He just liked to get into trouble. My mom told me it’s just that he wants attention, but I pay attention to him. Oh maybe not as much as work, and maybe I am a little tired to put up with his bull shit in the evening. Ok. So. I was the class topper then and everyone had a good impression on me. At that time I was a virgin and those were my early masturbation days. I used to jerk off daily 4 times and believe me my dick was really hungry ;).Few people in our college were trying to propose her and one of our senior (dheeraj) used to follow her while she is going home and coming to college. He used to use me as a courier boy to give her letters and chocolates.One day he gave me a letter and said to ask her whether she. "No...no, no, no, no!" he pleaded. She closed her eyes for a brief moment before reopening them. When she did, tears began streaming down her face and she began to loudly weep. "I...I...I..." the teen stammered as her shaking and sobbing made forming a coherent sentence impossible. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," the dad repeated as he reached out placed his hand on her shoulder. "Please, honey...just don't cry." She lunged towards him, wrapping her arms around his body as she buried her face into his.