Fuming, Maya aimlessly walked around the neighborhood until she ended up at a bar, just in time for happy hour. The bartender was more than generous a... he poured her a martini on request. By the time she finished it, a handsome young man sat next to her and offered to get her next drink. Usually Maya didn't take drinks from strangers, but fuck it, he was charming and she felt like getting even with her low-down cheating husband.By the end of the evening Maya couldn't actually go through with. SORT,// DISP=(NEW,CATLG,DELETE),// UNIT=DISK,SPACE=(CYL,(1,1),RLSE),// DCB=(RECFM=FB,LRECL=15,BLKSIZE=0)//SYSIN DD *SORT FIELDS=(0001,010,CH,A)OUTREC FIELDS=(SEQNUM,5,ZD,START=8,INCR=3,0001,010)/*"There," Einreb said. "Change the START and INCR values to suit yourneeds, put a JOB card on it, put some test data in SORTIN, print the outputfile with a GENER, and run it."Einreb returned to his cube to continue transcribing his minutes fromthis morning's budget meeting into an email to send out to. I grinned as they stumbled to the bed. The hussy fell onto her back, her blonde hair spilling about the pillows. She grabbed her skirt, hiking it up. Her legs were spread wide, her vulva shaved bare, her pussy lips thick and pink and glistening with her juices.“Pater’s cock, I need you in me!” she moaned, writhing on the bed. “I need a real dick in me. A dick worthy of a god.”“Yes!” he groaned, unlacing his britches. His cock spilled out.“Poor thing,” I muttered, shaking my head. It was so. "What should I wear tonight Cyn?" Wear your new jeans and boots. And wear a knit shirt; something whichis stretchy and will conform better to your smaller waistline."Peter put on his girls jeans and the high heel boots. He found a nicelight blue knit shirt which he slipped over his head. When he lookedin the bedroom mirror he had to smile. His outfit really did drawattention to his smaller waist.As Peter walked into the living room he was very aware of the loudclick of his boot heels on the.