Betsy hoped this one was just here to ask if she was registered–she’d had to get pretty snippy with the last one who’d wanted her to volunteer a... the polling place. Twelve hour days (on a good day), six days a week, and they wanted her to volunteer? Even so, she opened the door. It always seemed to take less time to talk to them than to wait for them to quit ringing the doorbell. ‘Hi,’ she said, hoping that the bleary look in her eyes and the exhausted tone in her voice would help to cut this. I know this because I past him on my way out of the presentation room.I tried to ignore it, but another giggle giggled its way to my hearing. It was irritating, so in the great tradition of lonely women in empty buildings, I had to have a look. It could have been screams and the sounds of a revving chainsaw, but I still would have gone for a look, though only to carry out my requisite duties as office manager, (You know, too ensure that psychopath was correctly trained and licensed in the use. His tongue darted in and out, then licking around my hole. He then licked my balls. I was so hot and was getting hard, Rob could feel my little dick getting wet and quickly slapped my bottom. “Oh daddy can I cum?” the second smack across my bottom with his beefy hand told me no. Hank treated my ass like it was an all-you-can-eat buffet. I squirmed but Rob’s grip on my body was like a vise. Hank said ‘Give me that little brown ass” Rob lowered me to the floor, and Hank told me to sit on his lap.. That night, I had wild, exciting dreams about Lee. I came in my sleep. The next night, we couldn't get the chance to do it again. The clinic was busy, and the other doctor locked up. But the following night, we again had the chance, but during office hours. We snuck into a empty office, and grabbed a quickly on a desk. It was exciting, and very sneaky, but not as fantastic as the first night. It was almost a week later before we could chance anything again. The other doctor told Lee he would.