“Any other ideas then mate?” I asked out of curiosity, George did have another idea but wasn’t sure, “I guess the only other was would be for ...ne to sit on the others lap therefore freeing up space” he suggested and he did have a valid point, “Worth a try” I replied and George tried to stand but the motion of the water wouldn’t let him but somehow he clambered over, the water doing most of the work and I had to grab his hips to try and hold him however as he got closer and rested down on my lap. "Would it matter? I've been telling you to call me 'Phil' for four-months. Call me whatever you want. Just call me." Ok." I'd have to think about it; Phil didn't sound right but I wasn't ready for Dad just yet. "Later."I found Brian by the buffet table. Some guy was talking about how our contributions can make a difference and Brian was finishing the last of the meatballs."Hey." He stopped eating and searched for a napkin. "Everything ok?" Yeah. It's all good. They changed their minds about. Once his second finger found its way inside me, my legs started to turn to rubber. Snapping back into reality it hit me what I was doing. Quickly I broke off the kiss and wasted no time in gathering my things and leaving. After that night, I was a little embarrassed and decided it was best to avoid being around Scott. A few weeks later my manager came to me one afternoon and told me she needed me take the lead on a project. She informed me I would be meeting Scott the next day for a working. She seemed almost oblivious now to his stench. Only her legs below the knees and her head near his powerful arm were visible. Lindsey made a feeble movement under the massive Big Foot but that was all.Lindsey's arms appeared from under the beast's chest as his back arched. She retched at the smelly locks that whipped against her face as both his stench and his musk vied to control her feelings. He positioned his head in the hollow of her neck as he arced menacingly over the tiny girl. She.