They asked me what i did about it and so i smiled and picked up an empty pint glass from the now empty table next to ours. Now, you've got to realise ...t was pretty dark in the club... but, to cut a long story short, i edged my arse forward until i was just about sitting on my seat, then i put the glass under my skirt and relieved myself into it! When i'd finished, i pulled it out and replaced it onto the table it had come from. The other girls were both amazed and amused - they didn't quite. What if you accidentally ran that script? Wouldn’t it get really expensive really fast?”Dale shrugged and typed the command to run the script. Before Max could stop him, he hit enter, then smiled at his boss. “Not really. Each of those servers costs about three cents a minute at most. Even if I let the whole thing run, then ran the teardown script, it would cost about twenty bucks. I think Nick can afford it.”Max gripped his chest. “Jesus. You scared me there.”Dale smirked. “If you are worried. She almost decided right then and there to run, but then thought better of it.'No, it's best to face the music, ' she told herself. 'Well, lets get this over with then.'Checking herself one last time in the locker room mirror, she slapped her hand on her thigh for Clint to heel and they both walked out and headed for the pre-shift briefing.During the whole morning briefing she couldn't help but dart her eyes around the room for any sign of who might have slipped her the obscene note. But none. The fabric of my tights slips slightly over the denim of his jeans, but my leg remains comfortably hooked around his. I want to twist my figure and melt into him. I feel his warmth radiate into my body and press against him some more. My right hand travels from his head and down his back, pausing on his backside to appreciatively embrace it in my palm through the thick denim. The hand continues its journey, snaking over limbs and sliding under garments. Fingertips discover the texture of skin.