He'd invite me into his office while he had Nellie do some busy work elsewhere. He would talk and talk, it didn't matter to me if he was reading the f...cking telephone book, just as long as those fingers kept creeping up and down my leg.She paused, trying to recall why it had ended. There had been no scandal, no one, including her sister had ever suspected any impropriety on his part.Then she remembered: His hand had gone higher than ever before. Not just fingers, but his whole hand had come to. He was waiting for me at his door and invited me in. He said to grab a seat on the couch and that he’d be back with a few beers for us. He sat down and we both just started looking each other up and down.He said, “There was no way I was leaving that store without giving you my number. The moment I saw your pink thong, I knew what kind of boy you are.” I said, “What does that mean?” in a flirty girl voice.He replied, “You know what means," and laughed. “You look hot as hell, are you still. More

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