I was "temporarily" stationed at the desk outside his office, where his former secretary had been. This pissed me off. I felt degraded. How could...I learn from Mike if I was sitting at his secretary's desk? I stormed over to Ron's office to find that Marc had suffered a similar fate. We both complained to Ron and Mike, demanding that we be given our offices back. But it seemed that new people had already been moved into those already. Feeling a little dejected we returned to our new. "One! Two! Three! Break the hold or you'll be DQ'd! Four!"She counted to Bertha, who, just before the count of 5, moved her foot away from my face.,stopping herself from being disqualified.I felt so dizzy now, and so light-headed and weak.I didn't have the strength to move out from the bottom of the corner.I was just slouched up against the bottom cushion, laying my back into it as I sat on my bum.I looked up at Bertha who had the most sadistically playful grin on her face.She looked to the. 'Tell you what Mariel, join me on my deck, I am about to have my morning tea' and with that he thrust his hand over the hedge as if to shake on it, 'Deal' I said and walked down the street and walked into his front gate and onto his deck, where I sat down on one of his wooden chairs, just out of sight from prying eyes.He came around and sat opposite me, offering a cup of tea, then sat back and started sipping his.'You are like your sister', were his first words, 'She used to tease me in the. Just scattered words and phrases, and a lot of names."Her fingers slid out of her mouth with a smack. "That's fascinating though. An entirely unknown language, and probably a corresponding culture, that possibly predates human history." Before my time," he said, "and some things are better off forgotten." Time? Wait, what time is it?" She turned to check her bedside clock. "Dammit. I'd better call in." She withdrew her fingers from her pussy again, got out of bed and walked naked out into her.