The office was small, suffocatingly so so. Two desks sat nestled together, a CCTV camera screen perched on one and stacks of papers on the other. Ther... were two chairs and Ria sat on one whilst Anna rested her feet on the other. Ria couldn't help but stare at the creeping cleavage that was appearing over Anna's top. Her pale skin was inviting and Ria subconsciously licked at her lips. She had always fantasised about Anna; kissing those large lips, wanting to dive her tongue into her tight. "I've dated lots of girls and was married once but it didn't take,luckily we didn't have any children, so the breakup wasn't that bad." That's too bad, how long were you married?" A little over two years." Why did you breakup?" We were fighting all the time. We married a year before 9/11 and whenthat happened I had to work a lot of overtime. I lost a lot of friendswhen the buildings collapsed and I was pissed off all the time. I felt itwasn't fair for them to have put their lives on the line. Her butt looked round and firm inside her jeans shorts.“What are you doing?” I asked.“Looking for something,” she replied.“What?”She looked over her shoulder at me. Part of her hair had fallen forward, having escaped her pony tail. It hit me like a ton of bricks that my best friend was also ... cute!“Remember that butcher knife?”“The one you stole and your mother searched for for months?”“Yes, only it was my dad who kept looking for it. He said it was the best knife we’d ever owned.”“Okay.”“I. “Do you want to see?”“Yes,” I replied. My voice was hoarse, and my mouth was dry, but I think I said it louder than I had intended.“Well, come here, “ she said, holding out her hand like I was a small c***d. I stood up and moved toward her. I got close enough for her to take my hand, and she reached out for my other one as well. I stood there with her holding my hands, waiting for her to tell me what to do next. “Get down on your knees, right in front of me.”I knelt before her, still holding.