'TuesdayThe meeting lasted all morning. There was a lengthy interview, an IQ test, and then a detailed personality inventory. Think Myers-Briggs on st...roids. It was early afternoon before I left for home. My phone rang just as I got in the door. It was Michael inviting me back for an interview with a senior partner the next morning. 'Giselle is very decisive and a bear for punctuality. Do not be late and good luck!' There was a strong hint of "you're going to need it" in his voice. Wednesday. The screaming has long since passed, our mouths cannot vocalize a thing, can’t yield even a single breath. And then……it comes crashing down in a wave of release. Spurts of our juices splash upon each other’s bodies, the great bubble bursts, and the warm, dopamine-induced catharsis rushes through us. Those blue eyes I’m staring at; they’re gold. And that tan skin; it’s red. And we’re not in Olympus, but hell, and I’m not Aphrodite, but Rachel, and that’s not Athena, but Lucy. I’m back. Holy. Only a few hours passed, but it seemed like minutes, “Mother I must go now, it's almost nightfall,” Sabrina stated before she turned to the ones that had escorted her earlier. They nodded, immediately returning to their posts on the carriage even though their bulges had become quite painful to walk with, and their thoughts were still on fucking Sabrina's breasts, making them desire her far more than earlier, though they knew they could not have a taste of her. Sabrina turned back towards her. But I couldn’t know why she was smiling the way she was.I admitted “I was glancing up your chest since the opportunity was there to look. Now get up.”I tried pushing her off me. But I couldn’t move her. My movement was blocked by chair on one side and the table on the other.Jane said “You liked looking at them since they came off?”She did something unbelievable. She pulled off her bra. She said “Let me give u the opportunity once again”. Now she was showing all of her boobs to me. Despite the.