Are you a perv, Bill?" I laid my tools down on the table and looked Sandy in the eye. "Look, I don't need any trouble. What do you expect a guy to do ...hen you dress like that?" "Like what?" Sandy said innocently. "Like that," I replied pointing to her outfit. "Ray likes it when I wear this. He says I look hot. Do you think I'm hot, Bill?" "I'm just here to do a job, Sandy," I said after a short pause. She did look hot, but I didn't want to go down that path. I certainly didn't need for her to. "And after I get done sending your Grandma to dreamland I'll come back and pay you a visit." Ted finally left, and I went over and closed the door with my body trembling like it was cold in the room, even though it was just the opposite. What had I done? I had gotten caught being nosy before. That was what had gotten me involved with that man in the library. I had been in the men's room peeing when than guy came in and stood at the urinal next to me. I couldn't help but take a peek over after. " You're welcome. It was fun." So this is the hard drive here? This is everything?"There was a little white object on the coffee table, about the size of a Kraft Dinner box. It apparently contained the hours and hours of footage of Charlotte and I fucking and sucking and licking in every possible way."Yup. We just plugged one of them in before we started and worked off of it. Then we just popped it out and here it is." Cool."Charlotte was kissing my neck now and I was getting mind-boggling. She knew that there was dark desire swirling within her, and it was something that had never been fulfilled. The few partners she’d had after Scott had been mechanical, inexperienced, or much too fast, or worse, an unsatisfying combination of the three. She could see Scott so clearly in her mind. His frame hunched over her as he held her legs open, his palms pressed to the back of her thighs, her knees bent near her shoulders as her forced her open and rutted into her. ‘Oh, god, Scott, yes,.