A lot of emails. A whole bunch of fucking emails. Surprisingly, everything I needed to do didn’t take as long as I thought it would, so I wander off...doing another round. This time I head up to the all exclusive penthouse suit. This is one of a kind suit that only the very VIP of the whole building has access to it. Very rarely, have I seen or found anyone in here. It is breathtaking, like ballroom gala type from a million dollar mansion that you would often see in one of those archives. “OK, I’m up for that,” said Samara. “Good! Do you mind if we go together first?” “Yeah, no that’s cool.” “Good!” Everyone was poised, Aisha with Ashlie and Gemma with Laura as I turned the clock round to five minutes and pressed the button to start the time running. I lifted Samara’s sweater revealing her black lacy bra and then she did the same with my white top and she didn’t hesitate cupping by boobs through my bra. “Your nearly as big as Laura!” “Not quite. Let’s have that skirt off.” We. Once I saw who it was everyone would have a big laugh at my expense. They didn't know that was the exact circumstances of my first divorce.Jack had told me earlier in the week that he had a dinner appointment with his bosses, who were all involved in the latest contract negotiations. I guess I forgot about his meeting since he had so many of them. It wasn't that important to know anyway, he always had meeting.Well, I showed up with some Chinese food and was headed to Jack's office. Bill, one of. "In just a little over two weeks! And it can't come soon enough for me! I feel like I'm ready to explode and this hot weather we've been having hasn't helped at all."Chief Nelson smiled sadly. "Well, you still look beautiful. Jon's a lucky man. I wish at least one of my wives would've given me a child before they left me." He frowned and shook his head. "I'm sorry ... I shouldn't have said that. I don't want to dampen your happiness."At that moment, a radioed message came in at the front desk..