The interview went really well in my estimation.The bad news was they never told you anything right away but by law they went through the list of peop...e they had scheduled to interview and in many cases even the best qualified never got the job because a friend of a friend had a nephew just waiting in the wings to grab the seat right out from underneath your lazy ass like a bird of prey looking for dinner.Surprisingly, by the time I got home there was already a message waiting for me to report. I made up my mind to do it the first thing next morning.The next day I called Sylvia and asked her to lunch. She laughed, "Curiosity killing you?" and I admitted that it was. "Okay baby, but it's going to cost you more than lunch." What exactly do you have in mind?" I wanted to know."Honey, it means that you are springing for lunch, but I get to pick the dessert."We met at a small café and Sylvia got right to the point, "I'll tell you everything that Tony told me, but my price is still what I. I repeated the massage, relaxing her again. When I had her back to the relaxed state again, I tugged at her blouse and she lifted up so I could pull it over her head. Then, I began again with bare skin. I unhooked the clasp of her bra and scooped some coconut oil out of the container and began rubbing it into her skin.With the coconut oil lubricant, I could work harder and apply more pressure and I felt her skin begin to warm beneath my hands. I let my hands slide up and down her back, allowing. I was a "cocksucker" so I guess I was a "slut" too. That night,I went home and up to my room. I put on my sexiest panties and imaginedbeing with Ray while I masturbated.That winter, my parents took a cruise over Christmas vacation. They weregoing to be gone for a week and they asked good ol' Ray to come stay withme at the house while they were gone. He had turned 18 and I guess theythought he would look after me. Ray knew by this time that I "dressed"and he had been pestering me to see what I.