"Or maybe not." He paid for his burger and fries and retreated to one of the bolted-down tables."I hate that the most about working here. When the low...ifes try to pick you up. Why do they try?" Mandy asked in an annoyed tone.Paul looked over at Mandy at the other cash register. "Maybe they get turned on by the uniform."Mandy flashed one of her broad smiles. She was one of the bright spots of Paul's day so far. Mandy was shorter than Paul, barely reaching five feet in height. She had a mop of. That's where you come in" Rob said holding his hands in the air and looking around. "Fuck sake Rob....there was me thinking you wanted help.....in the bedroom....hahahaha"The two friends laughed, never giving a thought as to what Lesley might think. "Ok" said George, who at 5'6" was nearer to Lesley's height than he was to Robs. He also could do with visiting the same gym as Rob, as too many business lunches were making his gut hang grotesquely over his belt. "Let's do this..." He put his hand. How did he get there? How did he--Oh!With his mouth on one breast and his left hand tight on the other, his right hand was quickly sliding up her thigh. Oh, no, don't touch my pussy, don't touch my--They both gasped as his hand ran across the material of her panties and tightly cupped her pussy. Oh, God, I'm so wet! His fingers slid up and down between the folds of her cunt and her hips began to undulate slightly. So good, so good, please stop, please, please!"You really want it, don't you,. I couldn’t read him. Didn’t know how he’d react. Didn’t know if he’d ever thought about that split second before a real kiss where the closeness is so vulnerable that you want to run away.Did he ever even think of me? I’d look at his hands and imagine them on me, how they’d feel, how he’d touch me. Sometimes I had to close my eyes and force myself to stop. Thinking of him affected me physically. I’d lie awake at night, hot and restless as I imagined how his body would feel against mine. What he.