Flashback – Jack – In MoscowMasha was a great help with falsifying my report; she even suggested I use the illness to cover the fact that my part ...f the report didn't sound 'normal'. We were lying together holding each other and I worried since she appeared to be a better liar than most women. I sure as hell hoped she wasn't lying to me!Shit! What was I doing? I think I was actually falling...Flashback – Masha – In MoscowIt was wonderful lying in Jack's arms, but I could tell he was somewhat. To make a long story short, I slipped and fell, broke my hip, cracked open my skull, and laid there helpless for 3hrs until my wife noticed I was gone and went to look for me. I lost a lot of blood, and was wheeled into surgery two days ago. Everything went fine, I feel good, but I feel even better when I push this little red button and I feel the morphine slowly make its way trough my blood stream. “Good Stuff.” It was just last night that this nightmare started, my. He didn't really want to enter into an argument. Slumping in his corner chair he prepared himself for an evening of boredom. Senior Manager Copely continued his pompous and arrogant speech by outlining the evening's activities. "Grant and Grant are paying for the drinks tonight so make the most of the bar and then we are going to play some party games to get us in the mood and to get to know each other."Stan himself dragged Robert on to the floor for the first round of musical chairs. "So. The new Anthony can hardly contain control, feeling nerve endings twitching that he had never felt before. He ran his fingers through her beautiful blond hair, pressing on the back of her head, watching her swallow his entire penis.He said to himself, "Anthony was right, she gives great head!"Barely able to stop his explosion, he gently pulls her head of his throbbing cock, motioning her back onto the bed. As he steps out of his socks and the pile of clothes at his feet, she stripped off her.