Do you like it rough?" I nearly creamed my panties right there. "Yes," was all I could croak out of my froggy throat."Good. So, do you want to suck my... cock?" he asked sternly.I nodded affirmatively."Let me hear you say it," he insisted."I want to suck your cock. I want to be your cocksucker," I replied, barely above a whisper. Not that there was anybody around on this rainy night that would overhear me, but I could barely make my voice work I was so nervous."So you live nearby? You said you. When he finally was finished, I looked him right in the eye asked, "Now, does that taste sweet to you?"The pharmacist, shaking his head back and forth with a venomous look in his eyes yelled, "HELL NO!!!"So I said, "Oh thank God! That's a real relief! My doctor told me to get a pharmacist to test my urine for sugar!"Well, I can never go back to that Walmart now, but I really don't care though, because; they aren't very friendly there anyway!!!This group is compliments of ChuckConfidenceA. I knew her office was in the executive area, removed from where these people seemed to be working, and that she was lucky to have an office with a door. Once were inside the office I found her office gloves. It was an inside joke. The office had a large older window that was drafty. Her solution was to buy a pair of black velvet gloves with white faux fur. They were finger less - very sexy. She had texted an image weeks before and I had commented I would love to see those gloves wrapped around. I came through the front door and there was not a soul in sight. I heard the sound of raised voices coming from Andy's office and headed that way.The sight that greeted my eyes was an impromptu meeting of about all the civilian employees with a few uniforms mixed in. I listened in as they were grilling Andy about their jobs, if they were going to be let go, and all the questions that were asked when new leadership took over. I listened for a little bit then stepped forward and cleared my throat.