Hanna Forde was contracted as a 'Mystery-Shopper' for a retailconsortium and a transport group in the South-East. In fact she headedup the business w...th seven staff. Her task was to shop or purchaseservices and report back on her experiences with a company's employees;their honestly in particular being under scrutiny.Catherine talked about going back to work after a long break to rearchildren. She tried to explain Analytical Chemistry briefly. She alsotalked of the guilt and angst she felt. This story won’t be as graphic as some others and I’m hoping the other ladies here especially appreciate what I was feeling at the time!! Basically the last few years of my marriage just weren’t very intimate for many reasons but I just wasnt sexually satisfied and after awhile it was obvious that sex (and other things) would never improve and I was unhappy. We split for a lot of reasons but I’m not here to babble about just that!!This story takes place a few months after my divorce. I work in. I couldn’t let Jonathan win. I couldn’t let him know he hurt me, but I didn’t know how I was going to just forget about the feelings I had for him. I looked at the pictures of us on my pinup board and ripped them off, tearing each one into tiny pieces. I looked at the torn pieces of my happiness before throwing them away. ‘The coffee is brewing. I’m going to get ready.’ ‘Okay, thanks.’ The way she looked at me, the ‘I feel so sorry for you’ look, made me want to cry again. ‘Please don’t look. There was no time for wasting and Professor was glad about it. Percy was whispering, hardly audible to Professor. “Bend me over your desk, make your hand run over my white, soft ass globes, squeeze my buns, and make me feel the pressure transferred from your hand and fingers into my ass, body and the soul. Push your finger in my hole, take my temperature to feel, if my ass was ready for your big uncut cock. I bet it is”. Percy moved to the big cabinet in the corner, opened the drawer and took.