The only men I saw were "prettyboy" secretaries and assistants whose function looked more like recreation for the bosses than work. After a day of sig...tseeing and conferences, they invited us to a formal dinner.At the banquet each of my men found himself with a beautiful companion at his side, a woman who frankly seemed more interested in being with a man than in the ceremonies. These randy young women snuggled close and my men glanced, furtively at first, them avidly, at gloriously large round. As she unhooked it Candy raised her head and opened her mouth to say something. She was silenced by Beth's tongue pushing in. Her heart pounded as she slid the straps off her shoulders. Her head still swimming from the alcohol Candy stopped fighting Beth, and sucked on her tongue. Dragging her nails lightly down, Beth ground her pelvis against her friend.Candys eye widened as she felt Beth's thumbs slip under the waistband of her panties. Breaking their kiss, Candy asked, what do you think. “What the hell?” she said as she ran up.“Don’t worry, it looks to be some kind of malfunction. The prototype failed, and since it’s a battery, that means it exploded. It wasn’t nefarious or anything.”“Are we sure about that,” she said to Douglass.“Fairly, but like I told Caspian here, we’ll do a full diagnostics on everything until we figure out what happened. If there’s a systemic problem, we don’t want to power up the other two prototypes until we’re sure they won’t fail catastrophically. " Yes, he probably is your guardian angel." I've never had to talk to a three year old about her dead father."I don't remember him but mommy said he was a good man. I have a pitcher of him holding me when I was a baby. It's by my bed."She seemed to handle it pretty good. I was the one who was lost for words. I looked over at the door and my dad was smiling. He then turned and walked back to his chair."So, what do you like at McDonalds?" I asked."Kid's meal, it has chicken nuggets and French.