Probably half of the meeting's attendees were already there, sitting around in chairs hauled into Kutzley's office. Kutzley was behind his desk, getti...g worked over by Milliman. "What burns my butt," Milliman said, "Is how something like this could happen, and we don't have any warning whatsoever." I gotta admit, they did send us a public notice," Kutzley said. "It was even in the Record-Herald. But, you read that notice, and it really doesn't say a thing. There's not a thing in there that says. She sees us and tries to not look suspicious. The kissing man laughs and I motion for her to leave.“Okay, so then why did your friend yell hey?”“Because I told her you were the kissing man.”He eyes burn again with that craving look and he asks, “the kissing man?”“Umm, yea.” I stutter. “I told her you were the man who kissed me in the stairwell.”He nods his head, and I don’t know what else to say. My knees become weak and my throat becomes dry. I’m suddenly very intimated by this gorgeous, tall. The guys spotted me, they each had a baseball bat. I had my nightsticks, so we were on an even footing.. The first guy said: “Looks like we missed one. Bat ‘er up!” They both swung their bats at me. I blocked them with my nightsticks, and to their shock, I kicked the first guy solidly in the balls, sending him to the floor. His friend took another swing as he yelled: “We need help in here!” I blocked the bat with ease. I used my other arm and knocked him out with my nightstick. As he fell to. . "Can they see my wetness running down my inner thighs? In my fantasy, I imagine they can...I imagine that they can see my wetness, and they know how aroused I am... "I open my eyes slightly, and I see their penises have grown hard, bulging in their pants. They are subtly stroking themselves. They can't help it. My little pussy has aroused them, too. "Sometimes, I would imagine them taking their penises out of their pants, and jacking off in front of me… My voice has become labored, and Narc.