Young men in groups were most common, some even came on to her as she stood there glaring at them walking past her.Finally, a lone young man came walk...ing down the sidewalk. Looking unthreatening as they come, he was wearing a Star Trek tee-shirt under a light blue jacket, with a pair of khaki Dockers, and white sneakers. He smiled at her as he walked past, unusual for New York at any time, but especially late at night on a deserted street. She was prepared with a number of retorts for whatever. She dropped them on my lap, put a note on my desk and walked away. I quickly lowered them below my desk to hide them and couldn’t believe what I was holding. I looked at the note and it says, “Return them when you’re finished”. The crotch was a little damp, and I bent down as if tying my shoe and smelled the crotch of her panties. The juices from her pussy smelt great. Return them when I’m finished? She wants me to cum in them!Without any hesitation I entered a stall in the bathroom and. " Great!" She smiled back at him, "go ahead and use the spare bedroom at the end of the hall. Mr. Thompson keeps spare clothes down there." He kept smiling as he walked down the hallway and trying to sneak looks at Joanne's curvy body. A minute had passed and Joanne noticed she never heard the door shut. Maybe it was open? She wanted to take a peak and see him changing. "But I'm a good girl, I'd never do anything to break Donovan's trust." It had been quite some time since the two. Did you use the valet parking Estie?" "I'm in the lot on Second. It's a five minute walk from here." "I'll walk with you, my hotel is on Second as well." "Isn't this where you give me your number as well, Jerry?" Beth smiled, leaving her hand out expectantly. I slipped my business card to her as Estie pushed another of her cards along the bar to me. "Oh, you live in Salt Lake. Great skiing!" She said as she turned to the register and closed out the tab. "Do you get into Santa Monica often,.