It had been a week since he’d talked to Virginia. ‘Hey, new guy.’ ‘Robert.’ ‘Robbie, I don’t want you to think I’m a bitch,’ she sai.... ‘Let me buy you a beer.’ ‘It’s Robert, and, no offense, are you even old enough to buy beer?’ She narrowed her eyes and looked coy. ‘You are.’ Robert felt uneasy, he had this weird flash, like he was in one of those dreams where you go back to high school and all the cheerleaders make of you and you fail gym because you can’t climb a rope or something. Virginia. Her back arched so her tits were very noticeable. One man stared looking at her. She walked by him and rubbed his chest and walked away then looked back at him and winked. He followed. She walked to her van and he followed her. She opened the door and sat with her legs spread so he could see her smooth pussy. He came over and grabbed her hair and kissed her. He plunged his tongue deep in her mouth and she sucked it. He ran his hand between her legs and all over her pussy. She in turn felt his. I look up at him, and my red puffy eyes fill with tears again. I feel my face crumple as I lower my head and bring a tissue to my nose. ‘Oh moro, moro, ti layos?’ he says getting down onto his knees in front of me. ‘I know I work for your family,’ I sputter out, ‘but I’m not Greek. I speak German.’ He laughs and repeats himself. ‘Baby, what’s wrong?’ I look into his eyes, the sun shining through the window, and for the first time, I can really see. Brown. His eyes are the deepest brown I’ve. I beckoned her over and spent a few pleasurable minutes running my handsover the soft fabrics that covered her thin frame, then gestured downwardswith my head. She knew what to do. As I stripped off my shirt she knelt infront of me and started unbuckling my belt. Within seconds my engorgedcock was thrusting into her willing mouth. My mind was already turning tothe delicious prospect of bending her over the small dining table andfucking her from behind, when the doorbell rang.Startled, I pulled.