‘So,’ I said, ‘should I take that as a yes? You can just nod.’ And he did.”I marveled at how she was spinning this yarn right off the top of...her head, filling out the details of this delicious fantasy. She was being very creative, I thought. “So then what happened?” I asked.“Well, as everyone was leaving at quitting time, I continued working until the office was empty. Then I went into Mr. Dixon’s office and walked around the desk as he swiveled his chair to face me. I thought, now’s the time;. It was an early Friday evening and her son Graydon was expected home soon. She’d had a worrying day at work. It wasn’t her job to worry but she couldn’t help it. Something was not right. She suspected it went far beyond ‘not right’ to being something ‘very wrong.’ But she was just a District Clerk and these wrong things were coming from the highest levels of the Okanogan National Forest.The front door banged open and Graydon came striding into the kitchen. He hefted the coffee pot to see if any. What the fuck, you have implants or something, like nipple botox?' She was almost approaching a level that would constitute a deformity, but God, what a deformity to have. She wouldn't say about herself. She was furious I was degrading her special endowment and as I said, that I'd busted her bra. Finally she gave me the verbal finger. 'Go to Hell, you goof.' Now anyone who's familiar with my other accounts knows that's the one word which jerked my. I laughed and laughed until tears began to roll down my face. She continued to tickle me as she asked me for my keys. I couldn’t answer for laughing. I then saw my way clear, so I ran for the door. ‘Grab her Jay!’ Tiffany yelled. Before I knew it Jay had both of my arms and I couldn’t move. At this point I am yelling in between laughing for them to stop. But then I found myself laying across the bed with Jay holding my arms down, and Tiffany tickling my feet. Mike sat in a chair laughing as he.