Most men wouldn't care for setting up meetings, organising files and signing documents on behalf of the appointed representative of the city they live... in, but to Matt it offered a big sense of purpose and responsibility. It also left him exhausted and missing his wife, the beautiful Natalie Turnback, now a famous personal trainer who's had numerous articles on various fitness magazines.Ahh, Natalie. Natalie was always on Matt's mind, ever since they were married two years ago.He had met her. It's not real. What kind of place has machines like this? It must be a dream, a nightmare. Abbey screamed out ahead of us. A minute later the Japanese girl began screaming, screaming like they were killing her. "Alex, can you see what's happening?" "Mom, oh god mom. They're putting a metal rod into ... into ... into..." she trailed off. I watched in horror as a grid of red lines splashed over Alex's back and rear. The track we were on now had rails and machines above. From one of those machines. We started chatting on the site and we eventually decided to meet up at a motel in Reading.As I waited for her in the room I felt a little bit nervous as it was our first meeting. When she walked in I couldn’t stop staring at her massive tits and I wanted her to remove her top and reveal them to me as soon as possible. Eventually we both got naked and I told her that I wanted her to get on her knees and take my cock in her mouth while I handcuffed her hands behind her back. Fortunately Anne was. Five o’clock came, and, one by one the rest of the workers left to enjoy their weekends. I was stuck in a small room with the photocopier, churning out pamphlets. Mr Cooper stopped by, thanked me for my hard work, and, after I promised again to get it all done, he left for the weekend. The photocopier was working overtime, and I sat on the floor to collate all the different papers together. I thought I was alone, so I slipped off my shoes, and hiked my skirt halfway up my thighs as it was more.