I stayed with Sally as much as I could, only going home to shower and sleep for short periods of time. When ever I wanted to come back, someone would ...lways be willing to bring me be it George, Janny or Erica. Someone was always there and always willing to play chauffer for me. I don’t know how much time passed, but I tried to be there whenever Sally woke up. She seemed to wake up more often and stay awake for longer periods. This was a good sign, the specialist told me. She’d had a severe. They argued on the step. She did not let him in. Then he left.Wednesday he arrived at her offices and they went to lunch together. He took her back to the office and they kissed long and hard in the car before she entered the offices. Wednesday night she again went to his house and stayed the night. Only one bedroom was used, only one light came on. She could be seen in her bra crossing the window. Then she stopped with her back to the window and was taking it off. Again she left early, kissing. Sharon sent me a card once, and my wife took it badly, but that was that. So what did we do? At first we flirted. At least Sharon did. I was a pretty awkward young man and didn’t recognize flirting for what it was. Still, I paid attention, and Sharon enjoyed it. Working in close quarters, we bumped into each other more and more. Bumping into someone is inevitable in a fast food environment as you rush around reaching for this or that, as you pack orders. At the time, I didn’t understand that. Jim took his dick out and began playing with it and it got hard pretty quickly. He then asked. "Can I touch it?" At that point I was so hard that I couldn't say no. He reached over and began to stroke me. If it was possible I believe that my dick grew even bigger while he played with me. I honestly can never remember a time in my life where I was that big and that hard. Jim then asked me if I wanted to touch him. I remember my hand trembling as I reached over and started playing with.