It had only been meant to be a one-off adventure on a quietFriday. But I was already starting to feel settled in my role as anoffice girl. "You should...let us have an up-to-date photograph for ourrecords," said the HR manager, and indicated that the interview wasover.I called in at the supermarket on the way home from work. Julie wasn'ton the till as I paid for my shopping. I continued on home, stillthinking about my interview with HR. About the suggestion that I was ina trial period. The. Everybody was starting to go crazy for those big old Victorians out there. I don't think this house was "Victorian", but it certainly was big. I walked through the door in my jeans, and right away I noticed that there were maybe fifteen women and more guys than that there. Everybody was dressed in expensive night club clothes but me.At first, I was going to head right out the door, go to the East Bay terminal, and get a bus back to Berkeley,but Margo was right there, she saw the situation and. The blowjob that I received that night was the best I had ever gotten. Julie did things with her mouth and tongue that she had never done before. I ended up shooting a huge load of cum all over her face and tits. I then ate her to orgasm as she lay on the floor of our little computer room covered in my cum. That weekend we went to a swingers club in a town about 45 minutes down the road. The group we met there was remarkably normal despite that fact that they were all there to fuck people other. We all gave Gilbert a stupid look. Nobody had seen him."Meadows go check berthing. Jones has first watch and was supposed to be on the Quarterdeck at 0730. Duty section one can't start liberty until he's assumed the watch, so we're holding up Chief Mills' liberty! Move it on the double."I guess breakfast will have to wait.I ran back down to berthing and found Jones by his rack putting on his dress blues. He seemed upset."Hey bud, Gilbert sent me down to find you." Yeah I know. The motherfuckers.