Shirts? I'd say that the majority wereeither white or pale blue in plain, small check or faintly striped. Caseproven.Julia, the secretary of my direct...r, was in her early thirties and wasperhaps the most elegant of all the girls in the office - and I'm notashamed to say that I worshipped her. I never saw her looking anythingless than immaculately turned out. She usually wore business suits withtailored jackets and straight skirts. She had short black hair thatshone, her blouses bore knife-edged. When I got back she gave me a location to pick up the equipment she needed.I was wary but did as she asked and found several bags sitting behind refuge cans. We returned to the warehouse and I slipped in and opened one of the large doors. I parked the vehicle inside next to the office after turning it around. We carried everything into the office and I grinned as the first thing Kensie pulled out was a self inflating mattress.I set up the room with a cook area and another work area. I made. ..ng it. Now after loving my ass for a long time he moved further up to my back. His tongue cruised all the way up to neck; making my queerest of all fantasies a truth. Now I could feel his hot, long member brushing against my thighs but wanted the play to continue some more time. Now I turned around and saw him really close to my face. I ordered him to take his tongue to my belly. For him it didn’t seem to make much of a difference and absolutely went crazy over my navel. I didn’t understand. “What about you, how was your trip? A few drinks were consumed it seems!” She told me how she’d met up with the girls and gone to Oxford Street, what shops they went to etc., and then they had gone for dinner and some drinks. She couldn’t remember the name of the restaurant or bar “somewhere around Covent Garden” was all she could offer. And yes, the champagne they’d ordered went to her head. “Did anything else happen?” I asked, watching for any reaction in her eyes. “No, not really” she lied –.