" she said."You're new here aren't you?" Yes, well, not exactly. I've been here about three months now, but I tend to be out early in the morning and ...on't get back until this sort of time, so I'm not surprised that we haven't met before. I'm Caroline, Caroline Bennett." Justine Lester. Pleased to meet you." said the redhead. "Er, would you like to come in for some coffee or something? You look like you could do with something. Perhaps you could look up the number of a locksmith."Caroline was. . . flashed my line in the afternoon on the 19th of May 2010, i didnt know who it was so i sent an sms asking the question please who are you? She then replied with her name and location saying she got my number from lovers magazine and that she was interested in my write up, asked her for more details which she did reveal, we got talking midnight and got to know more about ourselves and planned our meeting. We agreed to meet in Asaba as i was to be there for clearance in two days time. I. Consistency. I couldn’t be consistent with Karen when she had to switch personas like we’d flip a light switch. My family. Well my family and Karen’s family too, really. There had to be consistency there, first and foremost.They didn’t have any idea what was going on and now had a completely inaccurate picture of who Karen had become. They knew her as a mom or a sister or a daughter who’d forever been like she was. I had to change that. If Karen was to retire and be replaced by the woman she. ” Of course, I didn’t and if I had needed any, Linda had a dozen not more than 20 feet away from me. Oh well, now was the fun of waiting without stroking my self to orgasm. What would I find in the warehouse? Would she give me her panties again so I could make another deposit of my cum?After about 8 minutes, I got up and started out of my office. Linda said, “Don’t forget, you have a production meeting in about 20 minutes.” “I remember.” I replied. I really hadn’t remembered, and I was.