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Look at me! Look at me! Newish pictures.

I work at a coffee shop on the campus of the uni. that I attend and we don't have storage right there where we serve. Everyday, I have to go to this underground storage . . . lair to get more white chocolate powder, or chai concentrate. The problem is I like to linger there because it's so isolated from the rest of what's going on on campus, but not so much that no one would ever go there.

I have this fantasy that starts with me doing storage when the lights go out, the door closes and in the black I feel someone grab my hands and put one on a warm breast and the other over a wet pair of underwear. While, at the same time, I feel their ass rubbing up on me. You can imagine where this goes...

Anyway, it makes it really hard to focus because I work with a lot of hot girls who occasionally have reason to be in the area of that storage room. I'm hoping to develope some kind of telekinesis that will make someone turn out the lights on me in the storage room.