There is going to be plenty of space there," I replied."Carson seems to have her head in the right place and dedicated to the flight business and the ...entals. Sabrina has worked well with the dusting management. Team them up and see how they work the Aviation unit together for a couple of months," I replied."We cannot keep dumping more daily responsibilities onto the executive level. I don't want us to burn out or loose our private time. The decision is yours, Lorrie, and you can always change. I never let anyone put their hand up my skirt or under my blouse, but didn't mind a little breast massage on the top. The guy I was with immediately tried to get up my blouse but I pushed his hand down so he went back to being on the top. After a short time I heard some moaning coming from behind me and I looked around and saw the other couples were more adventurous. Tom had his hand up under Cheryl's skirt and I could see her tights had been pulled down a bit. Ian had his hand up Lee's top. .. do twenty jumping jacks?"Abbie stood up and began to jump up and down. "What's the big deal? It's just exercise! Everyone should exercise more." What if I asked you to ... dump your coffee on the floor, and then use your sweater to clean it up?"Abbie looked at Jake, shrugged, and then poured her coffee on the floor. "Seems kind of a waste of time, coffee, and maybe even my sweater. But what the heck, I'll do it!" She unbuttoned her cardigan and then crawled on the floor to mop up the spilled. I looked around a few times, wondering what he was looking at, and then realised. It was me. I’d chosen just the wrong place to sit, and after I’d relaxed with Annie, I’d forgotten to watch so carefully where my knees were. I sat up abruptly, pushing the little skirt as best I could between my thighs, and tried to remember to keep my knees tight together. I looked over at Annie, and she grinned again. ‘You okay, Heather?’ ‘Oh, yeah, fine. Just fine.’ ‘You paying attention to Fatso?’ ‘Not.