He saw his whole career begin to collapse several days before, when Mexico defaulted, and this development only served to accelerate that collapse. By...the time he had finished shaving, Argentina had announced its default. He sat down at his desk and began writing a letter explaining what he was about to do. By the time he had finished writing the note, Venezuela and Colombia had also defaulted. He then walked into his bedroom, pulled a .45 revolver out of his dresser drawer, pointed it at his. Ok fuck you them bitch. I am sure they have your paperwork ready in Legal. Maybe since you don't have any crap of your own on your desk you didn't get your own crate.I was turning to leave when the guy said, "Hey Joe. Got a minute?"I headed over to his desk and he was sweating bullets. As I pulled up a chair, the bitch left in a huff after giving him a very dirty, fuck off and die, look."Look man, I got three little hungry poop factories to feed at home now," he told me quietly enough that even. I stepped out of the ladies room fresh and clean still sporting that just fucked glow. I threw my shredded thong in the trash and walked toward the door to Garrison and Caldwell. I walked right passed Fran aka Denise and right into the lobby outside James’s office to my desk. His line was lit up on the phone so I knew he was on it. I grabbed the copies of the proposal and set off toward the conference room to set up. ‘Jane.’ James said as a passed his open office door. ‘Yes, Sir?’ He didn’t. "What are you doing?" Suddenly I hear Nick in the room. I make noises into the gag. I can tell I am blushing. "You think you can have some fun there without me?" I lower my head. Nick pulls the pantyhose down to my knees. Before I could do anything his finger is deep inside me. I am so wet. I feel him probe me deeply. I moan loudly. I feel his hot breath on my neck. He starts to kiss my neck. I moan and arch my body the best I can. I move in time with his finger. I want him right now! Nick's.