He then asked if I would pose next to the photocopier so I was leaning against it, then pretending to operate it, he then asked if I would mind having...my boobs photocopied, I thought it would be fun so he got a small stool and I tottered on it in my heels and leaning over it and pressed my tits on the glass while he pressed some buttons and the copies flew out the end of the machine.He showed me the copies and I thought they weren’t very good but he seemed quite pleased with them.He then asked. "So what's the good news?" By the latest calculations we've picked up thirty-two of those hours. All of it's Mac's doing, lightening the ship, the slingshot around Eden's sun, a bunch of smaller things that have cut the time—" Kiss me arrse anitherr time, Firrs'," interrupted MacPherson. "Tell 'em th' rres'." Well... ," said Cromartie, clearly loathe to cut short his fulsome praise of his captain's maneuvers. "The rest, I'm afraid, is the bad news. We're still six hours short." What does that. Included in the recognition ceremony was her mentor Bridget and her sponsor Mrs Johnson whom had both put in good work helping to develop Penny. He said it was important they be recognised too, for without their help Penny would not be the promising young lady she is. He said he’d taken great pleasure in congratulating her in his office just prior to this special assembly and his congratulations could still be seen running down her face and body. He wanted everyone to join in and congratulate. It wasn’t uncommon for us to be the only guys in the locker room and even when there were other guys around they were usually spread out around the place so it never seemed crowded unlike during the school year when it was usually pretty busy.The showers were white tile and always very clean in rows of about five on each side facing each other along the end of the room with a long hallway connecting them all.I was starting to pack on some muscle and feeling a lot more comfortable in my own skin.