I introduced tools to help me where necessary. For example, spanking Penelope DeVere while fucking her ass was a topological nightmare, but it became ...uch easier after I brought in a table-tennis bat.I know I’m not the sharpest knife in the drawer but even I could see something very weird was going on. Working in an environment where most of my co-workers were women, there were a lot of women’s magazines available to read for the asking. They included statistics about women who had tried and. Phil still wasn’t quite sure of what was going on. The three of us are close in age, mom and dad must have worked quickly, Phil was sixteen, I was fifteen, and Susan was fourteen, all just a year apart.This wasn’t a pretty scene, a naked boy on top of his virtually naked sister while their brother stood watching while taking his shirt off. A combination of lust, humiliation, and the need to orgasm filled my body. Regretfully I started to saw my dick back and forth against the thin material. I did my final Floor walk of the day, checked in with the six evening-shift supervisors, told the senior supervisor that she was to absolutely, under no fucking circumstances call me for just this one night, gave a few encouraging words to some of the struggling agents for morale or whatever, and then I was practically running for the elevators. A real bitch in heels, let me tell you.“Celine, Celine,” said a nasally voice just as I stepped out of the main doors of the Floor.Fuck me. I couldn’t. In my own little world of self-pity, I had noresponse to this uncalled for intrusion into my wallowing. So mymouth mostly bobbed up and down while I made vague gestures with myhands that seemed to indicate that "everything" was the matter.She seemed to understand this on some level and said, "Tell you what,you look a mess. How about we commiserate over a cup of coffee?".Having nothing else to do but continue this crying jag once I gothome, I acquiesced and that was how I met Deirdre O'Reilly..