Iknow this from reading others stories and what kind of story lines arethe most popular. They have nothing to do with my feelings or anyfantasies I ma... have. The one you are talking about is one of the mosterotic ones I've ever written but no way whatsoever reflect anything thatI think about or have any urge to do. Fiction is just that....fiction andnot real or reality. I am a good writer and have a real talent for thiskind of thing even though it is porn. I'm not necessarily proud of what. John, and that he was relocating from our London office. I was particularly worried, not knowing if I would be kept on, or be sent back down to the secretarial pool. Finally the big day came. I wore my best suit. Midnight blue to bring out my eyes, and custom tailored to fit like a glove. He stormed past my desk and into his office, slamming the door behind him, and I knew I was in trouble. I heard not a peep from him for the next several hours. Then was abruptly summoned into his office.. Vo bhi thoda excite ho r thi aur apne legs faila r thi, ab maine bhi apna hath uske inner thighs me rakh di aur uski thong tak pahuch g aur maine uske chut k crack ko chu lia, yaar vo sihar g. Kya batau dosto kya chikni maal thi vo aur uske thighs bilkul soft aur smooth aur chut bilkul malai. Usne mera hath pakada aur bola yaha nai, kahi aur chalte hai. Jaise hi interval hua hm dono hall se nikal ae aur maine use bola ki mera room thodi hi dur hai chalogi? Yaar vo kitni pyari ladki thi usne. “Well, that’s not going to do.” I said. “You’re going to have to do better than that. “ “Would you say my personal services are worth something today?” Again she grinned. “I can agree to rent you the apartment, but you need to come up with all the money, before you get the keys.” I said. “Please Mr. Landlord, I need to move in today, I want to sleep here tonight, I’m not going back to my husband’s place anymore, I need to move out right away, and I need your help so bad. I already showed you.