"You see, Cindy, poker's a lot better game when four are playing than when just three are." You better believe it is," Tom nodded. "Please, Cindy, won...t you play with us? I know you probably don't care about the money, but it would mean a lot to us if you would."Cindy was looking at the pile of chips she had just raked in. Maybe it was just my imagination, but looking across the table at her I thought I saw greed in her eyes. It could be she was a gambler at heart.Whatever her thoughts were,. Larry had gone to the station wagon to sleep while Terry and I stayed up sitting at one of those cement picnic tables. He started out just massaging my neck and shoulders through my blouse. It seemed innocent enough. Then he surprised me by bending over and biting the back and a little to the side of my neck.For some reason that has always been a serious trigger point for me. I guess it is the cat in me. I am a Leo.The next thing I knew, he had taken off my blouse and bra and started kissing me. Mene usaki chut pe land rakha our usako toda sa anther dala our usape let gaya our usaki mu me jibh dalako chusane laga our jor ka stroke lagaya our pura land usaki ander dal diya. vo jor se chilai “Maaaaaaaaa….aaaa….nikalo nikalo..”, lekin mene usaki hath jamin par rakhe our usake upar mere hath rakha kar dabaya our jor jor se stroke lagane laga mere 5min bad cum nikalane laga usane mere gand pe hath rakha kar jor se chut pe dabane lagi our usaki jibh meri mu me dalake chatane lagi ,Vo puri. Even the lady who was doing the orientation told them up front it was going to be boring, but she had to do it anyway.She would do silly things to try to make it all interesting, even slipping everyone some candy here and there. Towards the end of the morning, the training came to a close and the manager, Mr. Johnson, arrived to give his speech. Not a speech exactly, but more the "welcome to the team" stuff that managers always seem to do.In the middle of it John wondered how managers were.