Within the first two years every machine had been changed and more added, we became a computerized operation fast efficient and in demand, a mezzanine...floor was put in and I moved from an old typewriter to a state of the art computer and also completed three course’s in how to make best use of it. It was great compared to the old typewriter.How did all this help with the sex I hear you say. Well that was down to Dave and Mike and me of course. We had hit it off at the interview, and within days. “Seriously guys, do you really want me to go out wearing just those?” I asked.On my bed was a ‘strings only’ G-string, a matching ‘strings only’ bralette and my red heels. Both ‘strings only’ items were tie fastening. I’d bought the bralette hoping to not wear it but I was about to be proved wrong.“You’ll have to protect me from anyone who tries to grope or rape me.” I said as I started brushing my hair. I was quite confident that three 6 foot plus guys could protect the 5 foot nothing, skinny. She is never one to take her time. The bathroom was too small to stay in. Oh how she hates small areas. The thought of being closed up in such a confined space with no windows and no light made her body jump and twitch. Her heart would pitter-patter wildly and her palms would sweat. Such confinement was not at all appealing! She returned to the large opened up room and twirled about as she felt the familiar throbbing begin to increase. Moaning softly, she skipped to her California King. ‘He’s in planning.’ ‘Out of my area, I promise not to interfere with the appraisal of him.’ ‘Thanks.’ ‘Well, I better push on,’ I said. ‘Dinner tonight?’ My heart flipped. Time to be truthful. ‘Look Nancy, I’m too old for you.’ She giggled. ‘I only said dinner. Anyway, I love my father and he’s much older that you – I can’t recall ever hearing you warning me off him.’ ‘It’s not the same thing.’ ‘I know, but you know I’ve got a brain. Tell me this, have you the faintest interest in marrying me.