I had many, but knew more would be revealed in good time, so I just shook my head and said no Sir, Katja is at your service.Katja’s backstory – my...cover story – was very similar to my own, which made it easy to remember. Katja was Dutch, from Rotterdam, single, and had no family. She was a second-year vocational student, and was doing her internship as a simple office assistant. If anyone called to check, Hans’ office would confirm all of this information.He had me repeat back my instructions,. I was new to this, so I asked her. “Only when I’m this hot baby. I can’t help it. I want to get you off and then I’ll need a little something myself,” she told me. Uh oh. I hadn’t thought about that. What do I do now? Maybe I can just give her a hand job and go home. I sure as hell wasn’t going to stop her sucking me like this. “Oh, you’re so good at that.” I wanted her to know how much I appreciated what she was doing. “I’ll teach you. Soon I can compliment you the same. Now I’m going to sit. Jeanie looked much the same, the two were more like sisters than mother and daughter. Jeanie was still some woman. As David poured the three glasses of wine, Jeanie relaxed and started.Jeanie's tale:David I think there is something to be learned frommy story. Hon my story started right after Joe and I were married. We had dated through most of college off and on and then exclusively our senior year. We both had great jobs, I worked out of our house, and life was near perfect.We had new. " Zack walked away as he headed out of the class room and I saw him heading in the direction of our secret spot where nobody else would see us.You see... Zack had it all perfectly planned out, our class room was the last one before the emergency exit and when everyone would get out they'd turn RIGHT immediately, since the exit for the buses was that way. Everyone would usually get far too excited whenever it was time to go home and they would instantly turn RIGHT, storming to the exit without.