A sequel from the story The Movie House
The next day, my work schedule is still in the morning. Steven called in sick again and Troy came early again. I was thirty minutes early, but when I came, Troy was already there. As I checked on the cleanliness of the theater, he dimmed the lights and he followed me. On my way out, he grabbed my wrist and leaned me on the wall.
“Good morning, Cassandra. Does it still hurt?”
“Not anymore.”
And he went to kiss me. His lips were so warm and soft, it was hard for me to resist, that I succumbed. I opened my lips, giving way for his tongue to ravish my mouth. His kisses were libidinous, making my p***y wet. His kisses went down to my neck. He undid all my blouse buttons in a snap and pounced on my breasts. He pulled my bra below my breasts making both
