"All those. And I love it!" I love YOU," she squeaked. "I do. Every day, more and more." I know how you feel. You're my life now."We finished our meal... got in each others' way straightening the kitchen, stripped the bed, put on clean sheets."We might be wise to get a couple more sets of sheets," I said.She's got this look sometimes, past a smile, eyes twinkle, sparkle, her nose, already cutely upturned, wrinkles. There it is. "We're kind of messy." Uh, well, in the middle of all that, I have my. The popper studs would not do up or stay done up once reaching my chest,anywaywith a bit of careful non stretching I got through my first morning,Four inch heels were probably not the best thing to work in, but did make my booty look delish bending over to fill the machines with junk snacks, my fishnet stockings were popular with the male workforce too.Wolf whistles and lewd comments were the order of my first day.I seemed to draw an audience whenever I was re-stocking,all eyes on my heaving. There was the usual desk and chair in the room as one would expect, but there were no filing cabinets, etc. We searched the desk and found nothing of interest. Okay, it was now time to look in the cellar.The only room left to check was the kitchen where the top of the cellar stairs must be. Based on our previous experience with kitchens, we looked the place over thoroughly for any sort of trap. We did not find one, and we began to wonder why. Oh, well, we were thankful for all favors. We found. ..I was confused and it must have shown! Kate had just told Bree to "go ahead", then kissed her, went inside and shut the door behind her, leaving Bree lingering on the porch with me. Bree looked at me with amusement seeing my confusion and came closer. As Bree lightly trailed one hand down my chest she said what a fantastic time she had, just the three of us, and regretted we had not started doing this a longtime ago. Then Bree surprised me by asking me out!I stammered and said"What about.