Making sure that her boyfriend was still sitting on the couch in the other room; she pulled out a spoon and quietly crushed the pills to a fine powder... She then poured the powder into one of the glasses, and then added ice and margarita mix. She even added a little extra tequila in case there was any strange taste. After mixing the drinks, she handed one to Ryan and the "doctored" drink to her boyfriend. When she returned with her own, she said, "Cheers" and they clinked glasses and drank.. After another couple of minutes, I would get tired of her mouth. I would pull out and she would immediately know what I would want. She’d bend over against her desk and spread her legs. She’d look back at me with a look of desperateness and excitement. She’d know she would be all mine. I’d push my cock into her pussy in one swift thrust. I wouldn’t need to take it slow, because she would be very wet. She’d probably even be close to her own climax. I told you those teachers had lousy husbands. . I’ll have people walk in a few minutes before closing and tell me that they’re desperate -- they just finished a book. I say, ‘Okay, I’ll stay open, but this time buy two. What if you’d finished it a half hour later?’ There’s one guy who gets off the bus, saunters in, and looks at my shelves for maybe half an hour almost every night. He must know my inventory better than I do. Most nights, he doesn’t buy anything. Some nights, he buys two or three books. The next night he’s back looking. Most. S. from getting too involved. Historically, we always said we did not go to war for the oil, but my history had proven the lie to that myth. We may not have gone for the oil, but we always stayed for it.“Paul, I really need you to spend more time with the interns,” Tom said as I walked into the California offices on a fine morning in May. I had fallen into the habit of working four days in the lab, one day in California and then the weekend in Park City with the occasional long weekends in.