A few minutes later our waitress came back out and told me that it would be a few more minutes. Then she whispered in my ear that she thought that my ...iancée was masturbating in the lady’s room. She smiled and asked me if I wanted to order a bottle of wine to celebrate with. I told her to bring a glass for everyone.When Brandi finally returned every eye was on her. She came right to my table, did a little curtsy to her audience, and sat down. She was impressed when every man stood up, held. How about the break room hm? A small popcorn walled awful excuse for a make-shift kitchen is what it is.No trust here in 12-F, all either liars, thieves, cheats, or some combination of all I mentioned.Jake hits on Tanya every day. Ellen bitches about Kraig, and the “manager”, if you could call him that, just sits back like we’re just a boring movie that he can masturbate his ego to.I sit here, this is my cubicle: third from the door, and fifth from the window. I can almost taste freedom like. I gathered more courage and slowly I entered my hand inside her sari. But while entering my hand touched her hand which was already inside. She open her eyes and was surprised to see me.I forcefully push my hand towards her pussy. She tried to stop my hand and shouted on me but while seeing me she has loosen her hand so I directly entered my hand inside her panty and was rubbing her pussy and insert my finger in her love mouth which was already wet. She was trying to resist and was abusing me. They also asked meto show them how I stretch and how flexible I was.They especially liked it when I got down on my backand put my legs behind my head. It was great being oneof the guys! Mr. Carlson offered to drive me home that night. Itwas a little chilly out, so on the way to the car heput his jacket around me to keep me warm. He even puthis arm around me because it was getting dark outsideand he thought I might get scared. I told him that Iwas fourteen years old, and that I certainly.