Woods stood up. He asked for the two trash bags full of our clothes to be brought to the door behind the podium so he could take them with him to disp...se of. He went on to thank us for taking part in this new dress code and, for us, a new lifestyle of complete nudity. “And I want to encourage you all to adopt this policy at home and everywhere you go for now on. And one more thing before you all depart the room, if you do decide to wear clothes outside the company, I will ask that you remove. That well-fucked ass. My ass. She was my little slut and she knew it. Fuck! It was so tight. Ramming into her ass and holding her tight with my hands on her broad ass. This was fucking choice meat. I knew it and I told her so. She knew she was my favorite little slut and she loved it. My pounding that ass. My fucking her over and over. Oh, holy hell, it was good fucking. "Baby... Oh shit... Oh fuck... Yes... Fuck me... FUCK ME... FUCK!" Now it was working. Now it was good. I was so hard. So. I ought to have been utterly horrified but instead this just reinforced my open private observations. I thanked her and we even hugged and I made a note to put her on the fast track for Partner. Some honesty around here was long overdue.I resolved to put my life into some sort of order.I couldn't quite find a "Bitches Anonymous" but I did find a local counseling program for people whose lives had serious fucked up issues and that had a small, fairly private and intimate group counseling session. About a month later, at our day-before meeting, I brought up a new subject to Jeff.“Jennie Lee tells me that you are her Uncle!” I disclosed.“Yeah, I am – So what?” he responded curtly.“Whoa there, Jeff, I’m just trying to get to know you a little better, you don’t have to cut my head off?” I replied.“Sorry, David – Daniel, her father was a real SOB, including slapping her around a lot, and her mother too?” Jeff said.“She didn’t tell me that, but I would understand why she didn’t! Wow, that’s.