I could hear the rustle of leaves in the breeze outside, and the melodic chirp of birdsong in the trees. I could hear the ticking of an old clock some...here, marking out the steps of time in a steady cadence. I could sense someone else in the room. Opening my eyes I saw Donald sitting in a chair in the corner of the bedroom, and Nikita and Gill still nestled into my sides, asleep.Donald was reading a book in his lap when he noticed my movements. “You seem to do that a lot.”“What’s that?” I asked. “The dumpster blow job.”“How do you know?”“Pillow talk with Marshall. He was parked in his car in the back and they didn’t notice him.”Marshall was the owner of the bar. I had only seen him a few times - once when I interviewed for the job and twice when he had brought friends and family in for brunch or post-golf drinks.“Courtney, ew. He’s like sixty!”“Sixty-four. And who are you to judge? Rick was so much older that he has a daughter older than you. And you fucked him while a picture of. More

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