No problem I reply back in my most thoughtful, polite voice. I'm surprised I could even utter a word. She had dirty blond hair, dressed conservative...y. Her blouse had trouble restraining her large breasts. A button seemed to have been missed me a bird's eye view of her cleavage. A magnificent pair of tits! Her dark gray skirt was tasteful (I’m sure she is too) and professional. At mid thigh I thought on the short side. It wasn’t her intention but she was squeezed up against me by the. I could not say anything. I was surprised by her beauty and also nervous and anxious about whats going to happen next. She was so perfectly beautiful that i could not stop looking at her. She was wearing jeans and top showing just a bit of her cleavage. It started arousing me and i started imagining her body which turned me on. she started conversation.She: Are you scared?Me: yes ma’am. a little.She: good, you should be. It is your test today. (Grins)Me: Please dont humiliate me in public. ?I would meet Phillipeten years after I met Sanje that night. He was only with us for less than two years, barely enough time to tell him my story. Mr. Li awoke from his stupor and talked with us for some time before he stopped sleeping. He died a short while later. Mr. Oktoba died a just beforePhilippe’s release, We do not think he ever regained his mind. He was only one year away from freedom.I cannot see the cardsharp from here, Sanje can see an arm if he tries. But we can always. Worse yet, her motions betrayed her mounting xcitement.Suddenly they stood, embraced and started walking in2 the house. I beat a retreat from the kitchen. Now I had sound but no visuals. They were in the kitchen when I heard her say, F*ck me rite here.Heard them collapse 2 the floor, heard her moan as he entered her, heard the skin 2 skin slaps, the rhythm of his thrusts much faster than my own. I found myself wondering how big his dick was.She screamed in orgasm, a sound Id never heard. He.