Garbage. Sophomoric. Crap.”“Kate! What are you doing? Don’t ruin your art!” I yelled as I rushed toward her.“Stay away! Liars! Liars! All of...you are liars! It’s all garbage!”“That’s not true, Kate. I love your art.”“Don’t patronize me. You of all people. You with so much talent you have to hide it. Nothing I have will ever be as good as yours. You told me I was good. I believed you. And you hide what you can do so I won’t feel bad. Well, I do feel bad! I can’t work here. I can’t live. I wrapped my lips round the tip and started to slowly suck and lick it while I could feel him pumping backwards and forwards. I felt so horny sucking cock for an audience, knowing I was being watched made me more excited to put on a good show. My head bobbed up and down and it didn't take long before I could feel the cock starting to pulse, I pulled it out of my mouth, opened wide and started to massage the shaft, flicking my tongue over the tip until a stream of cum shot out of the end over my. It wasn't only Stacy's nice large tits that were arousing; she also wore some perfume called "Temptation" or "Seduction" that was absolutely an aphrodisiac. I could be sitting at my desk working hard and Stacy could walk by me, I'd catch a whiff of her perfume and I'd be instantly hard, my mind totally off of work and on taking her to bed.Stacy kept her pretty blonde hair cut short around her face and she was always wearing a smile, whether from the good spirits she always seemed to display or. I added it to my laptop and it started to play. "Sylvia if you are seeing this I'm either dead or damn close to it," The image and the voice belonged to Colonel Martin.I hit the pause, "Is this his idea of a joke?" I asked."Martin had a massive heart attack yesterday. I was holding the DVD for him, but I hadn't watched it. You need to finished viewing it," Andrew said."What I have decided to do was put your name before the board. If you are seeing this they have approved it. So you have a job.