It had dozens of loading docks, and a fleet of old trucks, mostly Mack R-series, parked against one of the fences. There were only a few cars in the p...rking lot, one of them a somewhat new Audi 200. There was an office style entrance on one side of the building, so that is how John directed them to get into the building, after giving the taxi driver a picture of Benjamin Franklin as an incentive to stay in the parking lot.Jill went in the door confidently, finding a middle-aged secretary. Linda was quick to let me know.“I want to ask you something,” she started off.“What?” I said.She reached into the couch cushions and produced one of the paddles I had made for Cindy, and hadn’t even got to use yet.“What is this for? Or who is it for? Do you want to use it on me? Is it for somebody else? Tell me.”So, cornered like a rat, I lied like a dog. I told her the paddle was something I used on a previous girlfriend, because she liked it, and had intended to give it to her one of these. You pull out and sit in your chair breathing hard. I lie on the floor having cum six or seven times scooping out your cum from my cunt and licking it up. I them crawl to you and clean your cock with my tongue and put it back into your pants. you tell me to wait on the floor while you finish some work for the day. 15 minutes later you pull me to my feet and push me out the door. We go to your car and get in. You start driving. While driving you pull out your cock. "Come on slut...do your job". Taking a sip, he was surprised by how sweet it was. Looking up at Marguerite, he said, “This is the best lemonade that I’ve ever had. How did you make it?”“The juice of two lemons in a shaker with lots of sugar and crushed ice. Shake it until your hands can’t hold the shaker anymore and pour it into a glass. Add half a lemon and serve immediately.”“Wow, this is outstanding,” said Ed as he took another sip. It was cold and refreshing in a way that iced tea wasn’t.“You guys drink too much iced.