"Perhaps somewhere more private" He advised, nodding towards the open door of the pub. Lyndsay secreted the parcel in her own bag and went to the pub ...oilets. She locked the cubicle door and retrieved the parcel. Inside was a varnished wooden case, inside of which was, nestled amongst blue velvet a bright pink love egg with a long curved tail, making it look not unlike a pink cartoon tadpole. She took it carefully and, using some lubricant also in the case, slid it within her with it's tail. .............................8.57AM her I-phone red as she knocked on the door of the conference room,This was it, now or never Stacey,.... She opened the door of what was a big meeting room, around the central table where about 15 men, 7 or 8 either side of the table.Her eyes squeaked and tried to adjust for the absence of light, the lights where turned of to let the projector do it's work.A man standing in front of a screen was looking straight at her, clearly not amused as he had just been. I had hung out and flirted with him a few times in past summers, either at the library, or playing video games, at the bowling alley, or drinking Green Rivers (my favorite soda) at the drug store soda shop. He seemed interested and I hoped this summer he might ask me out on a real date.I should tell you, dear reader of my diary, a little about me. I’m a bit taller than average height for a girl. I’m developing late (I hope) because I’m not quite even a B cup yet, and am very slender with small. " You're mad. I can't do that. I have a meeting with Bill from SolTech today." he said, beginning to panic. "I'm doomed." he said morosely, sinking to the floor.Jess stood in silence thinking while he sat there on the bathroom floor in a state of shock."Has he met you before?" she asked finally."No. Why?" Then you're not doomed. Just go as a woman, rather than Chris. He'll never know will he?" I can't do it, Jess." he said."You did it last night and no-one knew who you were even, never mind.