“Advertise what?” I asked. Indian sex “Oh Mr Hanks!” she said, “Do you mean it?”
“Sure, you want a ring or something?” I asked all sarcastic like, and do you know that scrawny little bitch already had one on her desk, and next thing the damned thing was on her finger, so there I was pumping jism up her and she was staring at her damned ring, I stopped pumping jism, “Hey you want to call me Roy?”
“No thank you, Mr Hanks,” she says as she climbs off of me and dabs herself with a tissue, “We should maintain a professional relationship.”
To be continued? Gee you should have seen those jaws drop, I was about to walk out when the cheering started, not just the guys but half the women were clapping, I didn’t believe it, hell that Sophia must have really got up their noses.
