"Where would this intern work?" In your office," Dave answered.Glancing over at his prosthetic leg that was leaning against the side of his desk, Ken ...aid, "Damn. I'll have to start wearing my leg."Dave hoped that would be one result of bringing someone into his office. Ken was in the habit of removing his prosthetic leg after his coffee run in the morning and leaving it off for most of the day. It was only when he had to go somewhere that he put it on."You know you're supposed to wear it all. His jaw dropped when he saw her.This wasn't his fianc?e surely? Where was the woman who had big musclesand liked nothing better to do than drink beer and watch the footballgame with her mates?"Wow! Jessica," Brian said stilling gaping. "You look amazing!" Jessicablushed at the compliment. She wasn't used to getting complimented onher looks. "Thanks, but the real thanks goes to Stacy. She helped mepick all this stuff out," Jessica said coming cleaning. "Who's Stacy?"Brian asked. "Oh, just a. The TV broadcast went on to some other gossip.I laughed aloud at how the Crystal had manipulated the media with such an obvious and blatant date. Crystal had leveled the playing field and deflated any further speculation about me being seen with Tama, my beautiful Native American friend. The tit for tat news coverage, and no doubt a remark later about not being exclusive would sink any further interest in either event.I picked up my cell phone and texted Crystal: 'Just saw you & Kenny on. "Dude, you are such a man-slut."I shrugged and then followed his gaze as Diane gingerly moved away, clearly walking a little funny. With a satisfied grin I thought back to the most recent few minutes. Petite Diane had one of the tightest pussies I'd ever felt. And even though we'd been fucking every day for the last three days, she was still so tight that it usually took her an hour or so to start walking normally afterwards.Then Kevin's eyes bugged out again as E-Beth emerged from my room.