’ ‘Five years makes a huge difference in academia. In other things too.’ She had a point but I didn’t have time for small talk. ‘What did yo...u want to talk to me about, Victoria?’ She idled for a moment, her golden brown eyes shifting towards the door as it slowly slid closed. The second it did, Victoria dropped her bag and sauntered towards me. It was amazing how this neon-haired girl could make jeans and chucks sexier than a dress and heels just by adjusting the rhythm of her gait—but being. The town wasn't just populated by horny young men. There were horny older men, housewives, and girls our age. It didn't take long to start making friends with the other girls. There was the usual competition, but there wasn't one of the tensions that I saw in high school. Back in our town there was always the question (and scandalized gossip) that this girl or that one had actually "gone all of the way". Those girls were universally castigated as tramps, sluts and the like. Girls know they can. She told me that I like you and I love you.sir please listen me I really love you I feel comfortable n secure with you only I admire u you are my ideal man please sir don’t leave me sir I was astonished by her boldness but told her that it is wrong you are married how this relationship stands I a man I will manage but for you. I think that will give her a impact but she come near to me and place her both hands around my neck and told me that I want to be your office wife. Sir please don’t dyne. She was wearing some extremely short shorts, yes jean daisydukes pretty much. She freaked at first and then realized it was me and then she was ok. I continued to give the little gestures of getting her excited.. the usual. My arm around her hip would slide down her thigh with a little pressure. She started to warm up a bit. We met back up with her mom and grabbed some food from Firehouse Subs (my favorite). On the way home, we were in the backseat, both of us feeling frisky. You guys know what.