The first light leather clad and steely strong, the other soft, and wearing fishnets. Hands massage your back as other hands gently knead your breasts... your body feels on fire as wave after wave of pleasure runs through you. Distantly you hear the tearing of cloth as your shirt is torn apart, and your bra swiftly removed. You try to object, then feel your intruders lift you easily like a ragdoll and place you upon your bed.You try to look to see who is doing this to you, and feel your head. I have to keep a clean change at the office, just in case this happens. Here I am, sitting here with a spot of mayo right over my breast and my uniform getting wrinkled ... Josey, I hate to sound like a spoilsport but would it bother you if I took my uniform off and put it over there out of the way. I’ll have my bra on and I’ll try to keep my legs crossed to cover my pussy, if you’ll let me sit here naked. Please tell me it’s alright for me to completely remove my uniform.”She said, if you’ll. But judging ballplayers isn't exactly an exact science. Arlie's judgment isn't infallible." But. This one -- Alex Osborn. Is he going to make it?" I don't know, Babe. Maybe. He's smart, and he's got some talent. We're using him as a spot reliever -- one or two hitters and then out -- whether he does good or bad." And that's because... ?" That's because he isn't overpowering. He relies on throwing a variety of junk up there, and hoping to fool the hitters. He's a lot like Sam Bailey was, when he. I smiled to myself. She had drunk just enough to ensure she was ready for anything.We adjourned back to the lounge room. Jake sat down on the couch with Cathy and Angela sat with me. The couches were strategically placed facing each other so we could all see what was going on. Jake placed his hand on Cathy’s thigh and whispered something to her. She giggled and pulled his hand up under her dress. Angela leaned over. “Your wife is so beautiful” she said “Jake is going to enjoy her. Why don’t WE.