She was blonde with her hair tied up, pretty but a bit older than myself. If I had to guess, just out of college. I was a senior in high school so she... was a hundred years older than me, or so it felt.Playing with the ring on her right hand, she pulled it away, revealing a tattoo underneath. Two wavy lines crossing each other. The sight shocked me, I’d seen that image before. She kept playing with the ring, and then letting it slide back to cover the tattoo.My mind was racing as I tried to. That is when they would move in to our facility.I loved those people. My story will mainly be about Ben Johnson, a man in his seventies. We became really good friends. He may have seemed grumpy to some people but I found him fascinating and a great story teller.First, a little about myself; my name is Nina Moore, I'm twenty-three and recently broke up with my latest boyfriend after catching him cheating on me. To be honest we were friends for two years but only became more serious in the last. As soon as they were alone Mandy went up to Dennis and asked him when he was going to fuck her.“Not yet my love, be patient.” Dennis replied as he cupped her pussy but didn’t enter her. “A bit of orgasm denial will do you good.”“Please Dennis?”“Note yet.”Dennis decided which jobs he was going to do that morning and also which jobs he could give to Mandy to do, although he didn’t give her any that required concentration because he suspected that her mind was elsewhere.About mid-morning Dennis. "Yes," he said. "I'm sorry." Me too. Why haven't you told me?" I... I didn't want to lose you." Yeah, right, and now I'm hurt. Fuck you, Roger, what do you think I am?" I love you, Lucy. I really do. It's just a... It's just a..." It's just that you also like guys. You also like a penis. The bigger, the better, uh? And that's something I can't give you." Yeah, but... Please, don't go away. I'll try to stop."Lucy laughed. Surprisingly. None of them were expecting her to laugh during this.