"George, do you have problems taking orders from a woman?" Margaret asked."I have been married for twenty seven years. What do you think, Ms. Findlay?... You have problems with taking orders from one wearing a collar?" Margaret asked."We didn't have that sort of arrangement here. But I can adapt." George responded."I think we are going to get along. George, get your grievance forms out. Because only you and seven others are staying. The others flunked the interview. This is now a new business.. ” and he was eating me, playing with my pussy with i enjoyed it all. “Ahhhh TOM, Fuck i've wanted this day so bad since months. Ahhhh yeah, EAT ME.” i moaned as i was getting excited. We kissed on the mouth, he got rid of my shirt and unhooked my bra. My huge boobs giggling infront of him “woah, they are bigger without the bra ashley.” and he took my nipples in his hand and squashed them, grabbing my boobs and playing with them. Squeezing them bad.. sucking them and playing with them. “your the. Eventually, our lunchtime ends and we gradually return to work and part with friendly smiles. I slowly return to my little cubicle as my heart flutters like butterfly wings as it gradually meanders around a lavish garden, but the sounds of telephones, fax machines and other office clamor quickly snaps me back into ‘reality’. That weekend, I decide to go to the park, sit upon a bench that overlooks a playground and do my ritual book reading, occasionally reminiscing of days gone by while gazing. You need to put it out of your mind.’ I nodded, more as a reflex than out of agreement with him. ‘If you think you’ll be OK alone tonight, I have to go out. I’ve been invited to attend a big reception at the museum. My board member friend is eager to hear about my meetings in Japan. It’s really important that I talk to him tonight. I hope you understand.’ I nodded again. I want to be alone. That’s fine. If Sasha stayed with me, he would certainly want to talk about what had occurred and what.