At 10, a small band arrived, and set up, and just before they started to play, Tom got to the microphone and introduced the man who had just arrived a...d walked though the gathered people to join him. It was John, our Managing Director, who gave a nice short speech to thank us for all the hard work, saying how well the company was doing and so on. All in all a fairly typical company thank you, but welcome for all that. Then the group got going, playing a variety of music, to suit all tastes I. How was I to compete with that? She had money that made Henry look like a pauper, in spite of his twenty-two room mansion and polo career. She had looks that went so deep I imagined she bled pink for less than half a day on her time of the month. God her legs I'd just up and die for. The fucking cunt! I'm a good looker, especially now that I've gotten over Henry, and moved on with my life, but not like that, and definitely not then, in the state I was in. There was me, repressed and. My favoritepiece was a vanity with lighted mirrors. I was thinking about this theother day after my iPod broke and I had to wait a couple of days for anew one to listen to my music again. Even though I was still smoking mywonderful weed and feeling toasty, I became more clear-headed for thefirst time in what seemed like forever! I began to really take a look atmyself in the mirror. All these months I still thought of myself as aman, but over time that image was fading from my mind. In its place. Marie watched through tearing eyes as Ginger bent forward, took Marie's pierced clit between her lips and began to gently suck on it, biting and twisting the ring that pierced it. Marie gasped for air again and started to buck under Ginger, who put one hand on the smooth skin of her belly and held her down. Then Ginger put her face between Marie's legs again and started to lick her with renewed fury. Ginger lapped at her clit while shoving her hand in and out of Marie's gaping hole. Marie.