Simpson, the owner, looked after me in the afternoons.”“And why do you think Mr. Burton attacked you?”Danny shrugged. “He entered the cafeteri... with Helen. She whispered something to him and next thing he comes and calls me a shithead.”“Any idea why Miss Gunderson would send out her storm trooper?” Edwards queried.“I did not do her math assignment for her.”“Interesting. Miss Gunderson, any thoughts or comments from your side?”“I ... I only told Tom that I didn’t like Danny, that he’d been rude. To say that I was immediately attracted to Pauline on her first day of work as a hostess would be an understatement. Shoulder length dirty blonde hair with a gorgeous eastern European face sitting on a perfect body. We all have different definitions of a perfect body so mine is 5'6" tall about 120 pounds with a nice full B cup with a heart shaped ass that wont quit. Although policy prohibits wearing skintight pants, nobody has bothered to ever tell Pauline, partly because we all enjoy watching. Colonel Harris got me into a special defensive driving course and helped me get a Chauffeur’s license.I had been driving for young miss Penelope, a six year old girl from a rich family. I also drove for her mother Megan who was a stunning woman. They lived on a huge estate with their grandfather. I had a small apartment above the garage and kept mostly to myself. Every evening I practiced my Ti Chi in the garage and used the estate underground shooting range.I pulled out of the estate with both. She had two orgasms when she decided that it was time for us to have sex.She stopped the horse and let it graze as she swung around in the saddle in front of me. She struggled to get in a position to be able to get her pussy over my cock but she finally managed to get the job done. Then she had a change of thought and had me slip forward with her still attached until I was sitting in the saddle and had the reins in my hands. She giggled about the saddle horn rubbing her asshole instead of her.