They'd been here before so knew the score. Their faces were carefully neutral.We started work and, sure enough, I wasted time trying to understand why... I had to complete Form AB123 when I wanted X and Form UV789 when I wanted Y, when X and Y were two parts of the same thing. Mrs Buffoon, as I christened her, was not happy and made certain I knew about it. She had her deadlines and her expectations and I was damned well going to make them. I did, through the simple expedient of working late more. The air escaped in a groan when he pushed through the resistance of her clenched walls. Still in the tail end of an orgasm, she whimpered and yelped with every thrust. Around her, the first baseman’s teammates encouraged the next man up to bat.“Yeah, make them titties bounce.”“Get some, Pablo. Keep that pussy coming.”“Ah! Shit, man. Damn, that pussy is too good,” Pablo cried as he slammed into her, making her breasts jiggle.“Minuteman,” someone teased.He answered with a strained, “F-fuck. Bring your worst clothes and a decent bottle of liquor," the older man ticked off on his fingers. "Before you leave, I'll give you one of these decrypted datacubes just to keep your skills honed out there in the wilderness."Yakhir was only half listening. He was imagining Adilah pitching a fit when he told her he would be gone for three months and that all of their plans would be put on hold until he returned. He was wondering how he was going to manage without a lover for that long. 'How does. I had a bit much to drink." A lie, I was still a bit buzzed but I could handle myself fine. I faked a stumble against him and he caught me. "I can tell. Let me help you back to your room." I didn't give him much time to finish his sentence as I locked my lips on his and kissed him. He was obviously surprised but didn't hesitate to kiss me back. We made out in the hallway for a few minutes before making our way back to my room. I fumbled with the keycard and he helped me get the door.