“It’s one your father bought for me and I’ve never used. I think you will make good use of it.”“But - but - what do I do with it?”Diane g...ve her an old fashioned look and turned it on.“What do you think you do with it?” she said with mock exasperation and placed the tip of it to her skirt at the top of her legs. She flinched slightly. “bloody hell! If I’d known it was that good I would have used it.”“Mum! I can’t use that. I’d be totally embarrassed knowing you could probably hear. It seemedto me that some women were just natural tomboys, although she waswearing a lovely skirt and blouse outfit. She gave me a sadsmile and returned to her work.Carol Green led me past the elevator and explained that we had totake the stairs since it was out of order. It turned out heroffice was on the second floor overlooking Main Street. The roomwas decorated in a very nice and profession fashion with picturesof various sights from around the country hanging on the wall.There was a. Gemma smiled while watching Miss Johnson for a few moments to enforce her control before saying, "You can rub your bottom Johnson. " "Thank you Miss Gemma," Miss Johnson said happily. As she rubbed her bottom she looked at Gemma through her tear-filled eyes and knew what she wanted to do. She leaned forward and asked, "May I Miss?" Gemma nodded and leaning towards Miss Johnson pressed her lips against hers and kissed her hard. Gemma found it a sweet loving kiss and not one from somebody who. She did agree to point me in the right direction, I was static.I returned the following day and saw her completely busy, so I did not bother her. I just saw her from a safe distance. She was wearing the same outfit with different clothes. I noticed more and more, she was a very attractive woman.The third day I showed up a little late than usual and the the place was not that busy. She saw me and wave at me, I replied to her salutations and approached to the counter. "I dont know your name," I.