I wiped myself off with my hand then wiped my hand on some dry grassy weeds. I stepped back, stuffing my prick back into my pants, watching her. Her ...yes focused, she grinned at me.“That was a good one,” she said, “you're a lot better than Franky.” She pulled a bandanna out of her pants hip pocket, folding it into a narrow pad and held it over her pussy as she worked her panties up to hold it in place. She got her pants up and was putting on her shoe. I silently handed her the t-shirt. I was. The fact is that Sasha loved working with T. He was funny and articulate. So efficient. He was handsome, too. And yet, sitting there in his office, he seemed so lonely. Night after night, T would be among the last to go back to the hotel. Sasha could see him through his office window, his sad, brown eyes staring into space for a moment as if lost in thought, thinking about his family back at home, then turning downward to the papers on his desk. Many were the times when T would pass Sasha’s. More

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