When Sue saw that Bob had his hands on Carol's ass, she got really pissed. She called him a son-of-a-bitch and Carol a slut. Then she headed for the d...or with Bob chasing after her.I was kind of relieved. It wasn't as much fun watching her as I thought it might be. We sat in a booth and I was getting pretty plastered. Carol, on the other hand, wasn't even drinking. She had a soda for about every three drinks I had. She wanted to dance and I couldn't even stand up. A stranger came over and asked. . shall we?" Shall we what?" I probed, wanting to be sure we were talking about the same thing."You want to do it in my bottom, don't you?" I hand slithered my hand down between her ass cheeks, my middle finger touching her butt hole and then with a gentle thrust I inserted it up to the first knuckle."Do you mean here?" I asked. Mom just nodded.The lunch seemed to last forever. Eventually we started to collect the dishes and then the phone rang. It was her boss who needed her to help with some. Mr Johnson let his sticky fingers slip out of her sopping wet pussy, gently caressing her glistening pink labia, which seemed to be blushing with excitement. She pulled his hand up to her mouth, and sucked some of the juice off, rubbing the rest over her nipples so they glistened like little jewels. Before Mr Johnson could say anything, her hand went down to his bulging erection, which was threatening to burst out of his trousers. “It’s about time we did something about this” Miss Ford smiled,. Basis. As to the job, I want to talk to Steve about that. Perhaps we could call for Heidi after we’ve been to look at the married staff apartment?”“Certainly. Eighteen... Heidi... has the clothing she brought with her on her admission. It may not be a great fit after a year of our training, but it will give her something to wear as she leaves. But I won’t give it to her until you arrive – you may wish to leave collecting her until tomorrow.”Imogen took a deep breath. “Maybe. But ‘if ‘twere.