Tell me Peter, you have five women working at your head office with you, right?”“Yes.” Peter was hesitant. “But I don’t see what–”“No ...ou don’t. You spend all day every day with five women, three of whom are drop dead gorgeous. Two of those three are beautiful and available! You often work very late with one or another of them. I know that because they answer the phone when I ring to find out how late you’ll be, and find that you’ve switched off your mobile. By the way, you do know that. Suddenly she stopped , and i stopped to see what now , she looked at me in disgust , threw me aside , and ran half naked through our store where we had lot of grains , my dad is dealer . She went in there and closed the door . I applied all my force to open the door , the door opened and and she fell on ground . Like a dog i jumped to catch her panties , she slipped out of pantied and jumped to take showel , i caught her hand before she hit me , i threw the showel away and threw her over the. I had to feed the tablets into her mouth and hold the glass up to her lips. I sneaked another peek at her chest. There really were dark circles visible through her bra."My arms feel like dead weights, and my stomach is fluttering. How much did I drink last night?" Are you kidding!" I gulped and nearly told her she hadn't drank a drop."What happened? I must have been blitzed. Oh Hank, I hope I didn't ruin your birthday." You don't remember?" The last thing I remember was you blowing out your. I trembled as I dressed, and was as wet as a swamp within minutes of feeling the tightness of the corset, the smoothness of the stockings, the grip of my impossible heels, and the g -string pressing into my anus. I grabbed my phone, drove into the city, and walked into the bar….scattered around were two or three men…I took my place at a table, and commenced… At 6.00 the first man walked to my table. He sat, quietly asked my name, offered his. I asked him if he had enjoyed his day. He spoke.