Good work is appreciated, so the team leaders would give attaboys to those that were putting that little extra effort, or to someone who came up with ... new idea. The leader would put the employees name on a card and put the card into our drawing barrel. We would draw on Friday of one week for the next week's races. You were only allowed to win one race trip a season so more people could get a chance to go.Mike, the original gofer from Sue's plant, had progressed in his ability to make good. Playing with my cock, teasing me with the toys, and eventually letting me cum had turned her on. Posing and having pictures taken had brought her to another level of hot need. Now, masturbating with a hair brush handle, and being videotaped while doing, it had brought her to yet another level of pleasure and passion. Within minutes, Gail lost any awareness of me and the camera. Her eyes were fixed on the brush handle invading her pussy. “Oh God! Oh God! Mike, I’m going to cum.” Her legs were. For a second Barry thought she was going to get off him, but then nothing. Before he could do anything the snow bunny started laughing. Hearing her laugh, Barry couldn’t help but join in. Then it dawned on him why she looked familiar. ‘Danielle…Danielle Stevens is that really you?’ ‘Yes Barry, it’s really me.’ Before she could say anything else, Barry grabbed her to him tighter than he had been holding her before. She had felt good lying on him before, but now that he knew who she was,. ’ She reached down and felt Gene was being a good boy and growing an erection. That was the promise her world was re-stabilizing. ‘God Gene, I’m soaked,’ Lisa moaned, wiping her crotch as Gene dressed whistling. She was on the bed, completely nude but at least cleaned up when her mom walked in, waving her hand in front of her nose. She opened the two windows full out and said, ‘It’s probably dinner time at your home as well Gene. You should be off.’ Lisa was confused. She would have expected.