‘You can’t drive. You’re too drunk. I hid them.’ ‘Where at?!’ I hesitated. ‘In my room… MIKE!’ He was definitely more playful now th...at he was drunk. I ran around the house chasing him, trying to catch him before he finally made a mad dash to my bedroom. ‘Get out! You’re all dirty!’ I whined, as he snuggled under the covers in my bedroom. ‘Your bed is so comfy!’ ‘NO! seriously! Get out!’ I begged him as I tugged on the leg of his pants. He laughed as he fought against me, holding onto his. No, it was awesome. And you?” Alex said, “Honestly? I loved it. The question is, can we do it again sometime?” Buzz smiled, “Yeah… whenever you want.” Alex laughed, “Every day.” Buzz said, “Whoa… maybe every other day.” They found that to see the video they had been paid to make they had to join the site, which they didn’t do. No matter, they didn’t need to see it. They knew that they didn’t have enough money to buy a motorcycle, and besides their folks would never allow it. Buzz bought an mp3. Way to go hubby!! The most memorable work encounter was the day we had an offsite workshop. We were encouraged to carpool to the site which was about 30 minutes from our job so nobody thought it odd I would ride with her. We ran into a glitch when another co-worker tried to join us. She gave some dumbass excuse like her backseat having something spilled in it. The ride there was epic. Shortly after pulling off, she pulled my cock out of my pants and stroked it in an absolutely worshiping. I leaned back in the overstuffed chair, sighing in frustration. "The Bates' looked at five more houses and still can't make up their minds. The Warner's rejected the counter-offer I presented, and the Ziegfried's decided to stay where they are. For now at least." Lifting the goblet to my lips, I swallowed more of the soothing liquid.He gave me one of those knowing looks. It had been a shitty day, and it appeared he was dedicated to turning that around. That was always the way we worked. When.