I became increasingly aware of the feeling we were being watched from across the road. Normally im quite shy but on ths occassion i thought they dont ...now me so I let Kenny continue caressing my breasts. As his hand slid under my blouse I thought to myself I should stop this now or shut the curtains, despite this I had the urge to continue with the full knowledge we were being watched.As time passed Kenny undid the buttons on my blouse and pushed my bra up to reveal my breasts. As he did i got. Francesca leaned over the desk to read the report putting her beautiful full breasts in reach of Camryn’s greedy palms that worked them over with talented strokes. My pretty little partner cupped her breasts and tweaked her nipples inside the thin silk blouse. Her lips brushed against them and it was a good thing her lipstick was completely removed by her just completed session with me and didn’t leave tell-tale stains on the expensive silk. Our boss opened up her blouse for Camryn’s attentions. ”“Grant, stop!” he pleaded. I opened another drawer and began stuffing files into the box. “Grant, stop! Hang on a minute!” He was getting frantic. “Grant!”“Go take a flyin’ leap,” I sneered. “I’m outta here!”“For God’s sake, Grant, I didn’t mean it! You can keep the girl!”I ignored him and opened another drawer.“We’ll match it!” he wailed.I stopped and looked up at him, keeping my face impassive. “Say that again,” I told him calmly.“Damn it, Grant, this is blackmail,” he muttered.“I have. “Your Holiness,” said one of the Cardinals, “Mr. Netanyahu wants to challenge you to a game of golf to show the friendship and ecumenical spirit shared by the Jewish and Catholic faiths.”The Pope thought it was a good idea, but he had never held a golf club in his hand.“Have we not,” he asked, “a cardinal who can represent me against the leader of Israel?”“None that plays golf very well,” a cardinal said... “But, he added, “there is a man named Jack Nicklaus, an American golfer who is a devout.