He continues, tucking the hem of his shirt into his jeans, "You're going to want more." I'll be spending some time at Rusty's. When you've had enough, come visit me.
Damn. He is correct. I should have known better than to spend the night with someone I'll be seeing at work. I suppose I can always approach the building from a different direction and enter the side entrance if the sight of his sweaty, firm physique becomes too alluring.
A happy ending
Thankfully, I have the night off and don't have to worry about bumping into Mark the next evening. Additionally, it's payday, so I make the decision to indulge myself to my preferred, guilt-free pleasure.
My hard-earned money goes a lot to the Whitman bookshop.
I have a ton of ebooks on my k****e app—far more than I'll ever read—but I also
