. hey, bed's over here. Yuh, fix y'self a sandwich. Wheeeeee! on the bed. Get these goddamn pants off! Huuuhhhhmmmm, yeah, man. This is good stuff, uh... Hey, now that's not fair. I've got my pants off, wassamatter with you... with yours, huh!!?Later Maryon was to remember sitting cross-legged on the bed, wearing her unbuttoned shirt only, drawing huge drags on the joint, watching Carver, naked, unconcerned, also cross-legged, facing her. Somewhere along about then was the time he began to rub. I had a briefcase full of office work to catch up along with a laptop.Jason and Roseanne had finished all the background checks for the 200 potential employees that we were going to need at M&M. That was what the Michigan and Minnesota colleges were being called.While Jason and Curtis talked legal matters I read the applications and reports. Roseanne had sent a duplicate packet to Mable, Eric's secretary, for DHS to pass opinion on. I was not going to spend a lot of time on the folder until we. Right. Although I must say, he acted >very >lovey and tender with her. So who knows, maybe he really did love her. >Teavor went to the toilet and one of Ian's buddies, Liam went to work on >the >cunt. She was pretty out of it. He started kissing her and feeling up her >tits. When Treavor came back, he was furious, but we steered him into a >chair where we held him down and stripped off his shit to reveal a really >beautiful chest with a good set of boy cunt tits. You know how much I love >good. What I don’t know about isn’t my problem. Understand?’ ‘Yes’ they chorused. ‘Good. That’s settled. Now then Alice, why don’t you tell me a little about yourself. What are you reading?’ ‘The History of Art, Mrs Timpson?’ ‘Ah good. A girl after my own heart! It’s a favourite subject of mine. I’ll have to take you to the Masterton Gallery in Woodchester one day whilst you’re with us. Barnaby, I think that would do you good too and I’m sure you’d both enjoy it. Perhaps we could call in for tea at.