I appreciate the time and the thought. If you'll excuse me I need to return to work." I saluted him, turned and left.For the next three days all I did...was work. We repaired all of our Mechs. They were now 100% and we even began to work on those we had captured. From the two shot up Wasps we made one, the Hunchback and the Awesome were scraps. The Locust we were able to repair as well as retrieving and repairing Flannery's Catapult. Of the other twelve we were able to repair seven using parts. Shutting the trunk lid for a flat surface, flipping the brilliantly white numbered one binder open she realizes it’s an album. Color photos, several to a page, a closer look and she again reflexively freezes. A double take, lifting her hands as she tilts her face closer to it as she holds the binder closer to the light, she realizes the photos are of a bound, naked, blindfolded woman. Flipping a couple pages, a couple more, the photos appear to be a series of the woman’s images as she’s. It felt like Gracy was riding him now. Vigorously. After two orgasms already he was lasting for now, but Gracy's undulating pussy still made him want to whimper with pleasure."Yea-ah, its just, uh, a stomach ache," Nicolas lied. "I'll be f-fine. Thanks for the concern!"Nicolas' voice broke a little as he hurried away, not looking back. Minutes later as he slipped into his cubicle, he felt Gracy's movements become slightly erratic as her pussy pulsated, clamping down on his cock with orgasmic. Miss Love noted he was clearly embarrassed; he didn't ask his usual barrage of questions instead keeping his head down unsuccessfully trying to hide his bright red face while his usually neat hand writing had become shaky as his hand trembled a little with nerves. His mousy brown hair was in need of a comb as usual and his slightly too large shirt hid his slight frame. His nerves weren't helped by the boy sitting behind him.Jack the Jock/bad boy: Jack had forgone his usual seat in the back.