Now I wouldn't have the privacy to engage in my favorite hobby. We got along fine, being almost the same age, and liking the same things; sci fi, ninj...s, war shit, movie monsters, etc. But not being able to jack off whenever I wanted became a problem. Even trying to lock the bathroom door during a long poop or shower didn't help. It seemed like.he was always knocking on the door with an urgent need to pee whenever Id get close. It was like a conspiracy. Anyway, I'd went from several times a. ..At 4:15 the intercom blares to life, “Mandatory staff meeting at 4:30. Supervisors please bring your quarterly reports.” Your eyes widen and shoot to the photo of your wife on your desk, your frustration building. You shoot her a quick email about the meeting and the unfortunate delay before gathering your thoughts along with the quarterly reports.You and your wife work for the same company. She in marketing, you in sales. You had never met before until the corporate Christmas party 3 years. As it turned out, Clark chose well when he placed his cameras. We actually had two views of her in the booth. One of the cameras I placed high on the wall in the hallway and one of the cameras that Clark placed in the booths both had a view of Paula as Chet pulled her into the booth, pointed at a large, round hole in the wall and explained what she would be doing for the rest of the evening.He ordered her to remove her G-string and she did. He took it from her and dropped it on the nasty floor.. So she left. He paused and looked up at me. His eyes were pleading and lost. He looked like a distressed child. You still havent figured out where this is going? That other girl is you. There was stupefied silence, then, that reverberated around the car. I was completely, utterly stunned by his words. It couldnt be true. It couldnt be true. It couldnt be true. I are you lying to me? I stammered. Is this a a joke? He hung his head. No, its not a joke. I swear to you, its not a joke. Im being.