And now for my disclaimers which I have mostly plagiarized but didn’t realize I hadn’t copied the authors’ name. My apologies and thanks for the...se profound words to who ever you are. Yes, I never met a comma or ellipse I didn’t like. Yes, it jumps around too much. Yes, it’s in the wrong category. Yes, it’s too long. Yes, it’s too short. Yes, this is stupid shit. Eyes, I need an editor, are you volunteering? And, yes, I suck. And you have yourself a warm and fuzzy day. If you want a perfect. The two boys went on the deck at the rear of the double wide, but they carried their game boys or whatever they had with them.“What does your husband do for work?” I asked.“Max is a carpenter. He has worked for AAA construction company for years. He renovates houses mostly,” she informed me.“How long were you two married?” I asked next.“Nine years next month. At first it was fine. We had our squabbles, but they didn’t last overnight all was forgiven by morning. Then last year I found out Max. 'I am sorry I can't do this I have a husband and this is not right!''From what you say about your husband I think he would encourage you to do this!'I hesitate again unsure, wishing Neil was here encouraging me, telling me to go for it. I know he would want me to play along but do I really want to play I question myself. Whilst my mind is milling over my thoughts my hand is still grasping his cock. Teasingly he starts to move his hips backwards and forwards so his cock is mocking a jerking. But now here he was holding her future in his hands and telling her to meet him in the men’s room of all places. Her mind was racing as to what he wanted of her. The hours seemed to creep by as Ericka was unable to get any work done. The ticking of the clock grew louder as the end of the work day drew to a closing. Ericka bid her co-workers good night as the filed out of the work area. She pretended to be finishing up a report so no one would wait and walk out with her. Her hands trembled as.