The House of Marguerite opened five and a half days per week, the half day being Saturday. One Friday night Madame asked, ‘Raymon, could you possibl... work tomorrow afternoon? I wish to stock take and of course, you will be recompensed accordingly.’ Not averse to a bit of extra money, I agreed, having nothing else to do. Cut off from friends and family, and with insufficient money to go out to meet people, mine was a lonely existence. When at midday on Saturday the ‘House’ closed for business, a. “I already got them before I left to come.”Sharon shrugged. “They do that in case you forget any important paperwork.”I nodded and realized that would include another map of the campus. I set those aside and looked at the box I didn’t recognize. The name on it was mine, but the return address had my mother’s name. I groaned internally. What did she send me? For that matter, did I really want to know? The box was big but not heavy.“Are you going to open it?” Sharon asked.I shrugged. “It’s. I have not seen my cousin in a long time, she was my first fuck and it was good. now my cousin moved away and was married with k**s, i saw her and her husband come to the party and man she looked amazing, long brown curly hair,green eyes,big titties,fine ass,she about 5'6 thin, just hot man so hot. we see each other she gives me a kiss on the cheeck and a long hug, my cock was hard as fuck already. i pressed it agaisnt her.i met her husband nice dude, we talked drank. . buzz Nell? I picked up the phone and dialed her extension. "What's this note about?" She told me to hold on and she'd be in to discuss it with me.She walked in just a few minutes later, closing the door behind her. "I've been going over some files," she said as she came around the side of my desk, "and I think we need to reorganize the way we work around here." Nell was standing right beside me, her chest almost brushing my cheek. I couldn't help getting aroused, but at least my chair was.