To pass the time until the food arrived, we chatted about our days at work; she’d spent hers in the editing suite and was pretty happy with how thin...s had gone since I’d called. I told her that I’d pretty much caught up on my backlog; she laughed when I told her about the Board member’s call just as I was leaving the office. I didn’t mention my talk with Helga and Clifford, although I knew I’d have to come clean about that before she first met them.Mel was slowly coming back to being herself;. I had no idea what had gotten into her. Later on, I would find out.I stayed a few more minutes and answered a couple of e-mails. Then one really shocked me. It was from Mr. Hammerstein, one of the partners. It was the first personal e-mail I'd ever received from him.[e-mail]From: Emmanuel Hammerstein To: Roger Moore"Wonderful idea Roger. Congratulations from Gardner and myself. We were just discussing it and are very much looking forward to Saturday night. Gardner asks if Sylvia Harper is. James withdrew and slumped sideways on the couch, immediately being buried under Doris and Stacy. Zoe halfway collapsed onto Scarlett's chest, and Angie just flat out collapsed. He watched with amusement as the cum leaking from Zoe's ass seemed to funnel right down to Scarlett's mouth. He snapped his fingers and pointed, giving Sally a mental command as well.'Help out your fellow slaves, slut.' he sent, giving her a warm mental hug. He sent a stream to Angie, knowing she would get a kick out of. The girls took time to kiss everybody, including each other, so it was a slow and affectionate start to the day; well, to the Six Musketeers working holiday together, now that I was with them. As Sheila said:“It just didn’t feel right yesterday with only the five of us here!”There was just enough milk (after reserving nearly a pint for twelve mugs of tea) for us to have cereal all round, and then we filled up on hot buttered toast.There wasn’t a lot more conversation until the second mug of tea.