I sat on her bed and faced her."Sure," she said uneasily."Sara," I said. "It's me, Andy. What's going on?" Nothing." You won't talk to me anymore and ... talked to Erin and she says she hasn't talked to you since before Christmas." She's busy fucking Eric." You know she always has time for friendships. You've cut her and me off and Crystal too. What's going on?" I've been busy." Doing what?" I've been busy, okay?" Your mom is worried about you." That's what Mom's do." I'm worried about you too.". .. he probably hadn't had an original thought in his life. Mark was definitely someone he could deal with."Hey!" Jonathan replied, smiling as sincerely as he could manage while he turned around to face Mark. "I didn't think anyone else would be in this late either. I was justdoing that research you asked me to do; you know, to see whether we could use the Blinders to disable the protestors. After all, we wouldn't want the police to be exposed toreal violence, now would we? Then we'd have to go. It was locked. Now what kind of person keeps stuff in a locked drawer when his office is 14 stories underground behind several steel doors? So, like an inquisitive kid who had just found a locked drawer in his parent's room, I jimmied the lock and looked inside.A collection of bound books sat inside the drawer. The books had dates that ranged from the thirties to the sixties. I took the oldest one, dated 1935, and went back to the stairwell for lunch. Sitting on the metal stairs was. "I need you..." she whispered. Sliding my right hand around her hip and between her legs, I could tell. Her pussy was practically dripping and blazingly hot. Without hesitation, I practically ripped my jeans open to free my cock. Grabbing her hips, I spun Breanne around and bent her over the side of her bed. Giving her only a moment to brace herself, I buried my cock in her hot pussy, thrusting hard and fast. "Gah-!" she gasped, stifling her moans as I plunged deeper into her, drilling her.