"OMG Clarence I was just attacked by a man. He molested me," she saidto Clarence trying to calm her shaking hands."Are you ok? Have you called the aut...orities?" Not yet, I'm trying to settle down and get the story together. OMGClarence, it was so..........."Sarah had been adjusting her groped breast back into it's bra cupproperly when she was startled by something. There was something inthe bra."Sarah are you all right?" Clarence called out at the sudden silence."Yeah I'm fine," she said. I work in a small real estate office in North Dallas, not the kind selling homes to people, but more into small business and commercial real estate. Most of my fellow-workers are just that, fellows, except for Julie, who works part-time.The little strip show I mentioned was for three of the guys I work with. One of them is a single guy, Charlie, who, after the little strip session, I took home and we fucked all night. We've done it a few times since, he's pretty good in bed but not as great as. " Okay, look, Bill. It's like this. I'm a horny bitch. You know that as well as anybody can. This job lets me get rid of those sexual tensions. When I took the job, I was just changing the excitement of the undercover work for sexual kicks. Now that I'm getting all the sex I can handle--and believe me, that's a lot--I don't need the thrill of the undercover work. What I'm saying is that I don't think I want to rat on the director and the others at Love, Inc." Laurine, I don't believe I'm. I told him yes, as I followed out the back door. We sat on the swings and talked for at least an hour, catching up on all the details of our busy lives. We were both buzzed, so the seriousness of our conversation quickly turned to laughter and goofing off. Laughing at one of his stupid jokes, I leaned back to far and fell off the swing flat on my back. John jumped up and came to my aid, he sarcastically called me a dumb ass and reminded me swings don't have backs. I snapped back and called him.