David considered calling in sick that morning, given that they were going to be on their third and final day of work around the apartment complex he had driven away from in a huff the previous night. He certainly thought there was chance, based off of the stuck-up vibes he was getting from Stacy from the start that she would seek him out if he came around again, even for work, and given him some reprimanding for leaving so abruptly the previous night. Even though he'd made himself rather clear on the subject of being done. He was just getting too old at that point for dealing with the shifting whims and moods of women like Stacy.<br/><br/>Maybe he was wrong about her, maybe he was overreacting, but David was pretty sure he wasn't. And there she was, walking his way in clothes that looked like what she slept in. David sighed through the nose and took a breather, bracing himself for whatever hellfire might be coming his way, but as she got closer he realized her expression was that of... apologetic? Sort of but not exactly that.<br/><br/><strong>"I guess so,"</strong>David muttered in short response before clearing his throat and waiting. David's defensive posture slackened a bit as she went on to explain.<br/><br/><strong>"I was rude, leaving in a hurry like that. I did tell you I wasn't interested in bullshit,"</strong>he reiterated to her.<strong>"But I apologize too,"</strong>he nodded. He let out a snorting chuckle.<br/><br/><strong>"Do better? Do you know how many women have blown me in my life? Here's a hint: a fucking lot. Ain't none of them ever even came close to you though. And you think you can do better? God, my dick doesn't stand a chance!"</strong>David laughed, not really bothering to monitor how loudly he was speaking. Behind David, Stacy could see an elderly lady's eyes suddenly go buggy as she was knitting something on her front porch. By her reaction, she clearly heard something out of the ordinary going on over yonder.<br/><br/><strong>"Honestly, if you want me to last thirty minutes, you're gonna have to let me fuck you for part of it,"</strong>David said with a shrug.<strong>"Only thing I can think to do to <em>extend</em> these sessions to the time you want. Or at least sixty-nine or something, just to distract me if nothing else."</strong>