I'm nervous," I said."Yeah, well, so am I," she said."You don't look it. If I didn't know better, I'd think you were here for a sore throat or somethi...g trivial like that."She just laughed quietly and smiled. "Or a sore pussy." Geez, keep your voice down. Besides, that's as much Ann's fault as mine." Well, yes, that's true. Anyway, what I really meant is, are you feeling any better?" About us, you mean?" Yeah, exactly." Sure, I feel better. I mean, you and I have pretty much run the gamut of. When I called shilpa in my cabin her eyes were red from crying, I asked her what happened she started crying I got up from my chair &hugged her like a father & told her not to cry, I was caressing her back & telling her not to worry I will talk to my wife, while I was caressing her back her boobs were touching my chest , they were so soft, but the nipples were hard, they felt so good that my LUND got hard & was touching on her thies, she also was getting hot I lifted her face kissed her on her. With her free hand she made another O and acted as if she was giving and imaginary handjob/blowjob, complete with drool running out of the corners of her mouth and her eyes rolled back so mostly the whites were visible. She captioned the image, “I need something big in my mouth,” before sending it while squealing into her pillows in embarrassment.Mr. Peters’s next text was the end of all his attempts to be professional. “You’re such a naughty girl. I'm gonna have to spank you the next time I. She knew her boss wouldn't like her moonlighting as a stripper but then he'd been angry with her the last few days as she couldn't seem to concentrate at work any more. The prospect of sitting at her desk and staring at a computer screen four ten hours a day bored her to tears.The men employed by the company only worked six hour shifts compared to the women’s ten hours. They often got paid more as well even though they did less hours.Tracey didn't complain though, none of the girls did, the.