Sadie strikes out again. I pulled out the sofa bed, flipped on the television, and sank fully clothed into the blankets. God, I felt like crap. After...a moment I slowly unbuckled my pants and reached down to touch my lonely clit, imagining Mark's hands for the last time. One final fling. No need to torture myself over what I couldn't have. There was a knock at the door. Surprised, I re-buckled my pants, swearing, and went to look through the peep hole. Mark was standing in the hall, hands in. Fir jo silk thi wo humne khol k lips p laga k kiss kia 1 hr tak uska lower lip upper lip se jyada yummy or juicy tha jab tak mera dick kai baar uski pussy p rub kar chuka tha to full tight ho gya tha or india mai blowjob ka concept nahi hai to maine use hand job dene ko bola wo v haat se pakad k handjob dene lagi mai uski pussy p chocolate laga k lick karta raha yummmm kya pussy thi wo v moan karne lagi thi aahhh auuchhhh wo mere baal pakad k daba rahi thi wo extreme horny ho chuki thi fir v. He left that to people like Cynthiaand me. Yes, Cynthia. How ironic it was: the woman who was poisedto destroy me was on Thornton's shit list as well. For somereason she seemed to escape the worst of his wrath, but no one inthe office was immune.In return for our efforts, he gave us stingy bonuses andcost-of-living raises, along with vague promises that if we keptup the good work, we too would be "getting what we deserved" atsome unspecified future date.But we could both count. It wasn't hard. “And what if it isn’t Mark? What if it is cancer. Why should you be saddled with that in your life. We’ve known each other not even two fucking weeks. Although the best two weeks of my life. But this is not something you need to be part of. Your best bet is to turn around, walk away and get on with your life, like I never existed.” and started crying again.I pulled her into me again and held her tight. Her head was buried in my shoulder, and I caressed her hair and let her cry. I mean, if I was.