Chapter 1941 Pussy Full Of Sperm:>Ep3

• With that I heard the lock turning in the door. I didn't know if I should stay in case Gwen left the room and needed a ride back home, or just go home. I waited around the hall for another ten minutes, and decided they must have reached some kind of an understanding. I went home to an empty bed.
• I felt hung-over as I sat at my desk the next morning. I had slept only fitfully for the second straight night. I couldn't stop thinking about Gwen and wondering what happened between her and Charlie. Did she hate me for making such a deal? Did she have a horrible time? Did they try to kill each other? Would I keep Charlie's accounts? Would I get more? Why was everything connected to the dollar for me?
• It was almost eleven when Charlie strutted into my little cube. He plopped down in the only other chair and sighed.