But at the same time, carefully observant.But not all of my problems were as easily solved. Like when Lucy Golden and Gertrude Newsome demanded a meet...ng with me. Between the two of them, they were highly irritated about the Flight Operations Division. Gertrude’s complaint was about Dan Larson, the maintenance Chief.“Sir,” Gertrude started, “something is going on down there. Larson is going crazy with his hiring. He’s hiring, and then a week later, firing mechanics. Like they were going out of. I’m not mad at you. I just felt like slapping you. You don’t mind, do you?” she said.Rubbing my cheeks, “If it pleases you, Miss”.On the following afternoon, back at home, Caroline had news for me.“Marion has invited us to her home this evening Peter. Have a shower and make sure your body hair is fully removed, then put on that nice business suit you bought last year.”“Yes, Mommy.”Unsure about this turn of events, I recalled that it was Marion who had put several ‘femdom’ ideas into Caroline’s. “Champagne is ready,” I interrupted, my voice trembling a tad. I shifted my bum against the washbasin counter and played the fly on the wall as Cee began tying on the lower half of the micro-bikini. She kept her eyes on Shy who was beginning to soap herself, her back to us. There wasn’t much for Cee to tie – the rear strap disappeared between her bum cheeks like a line of floss between two teeth. “What do you think?” Cee called out to Shy who turned to look, soapy water cascading. Now they. Our first few hours together and her four hard orgasms exhaust both of us.We slowly doze off in her big bed as two spoons. Her hot bums warm my belly and arouse me. She feels it. She knows she is not allowed to do anything without my permission. She has some trouble to fall into Morpheus arms instead of mine, as she feels my manhood alongside her still swollen love lips. Lisa tries to control her breathing and bothers not to move. Secretly I teach her the Tantric style of sex. In line with her.