We drove up to a home in the front of a big development and went in. The house was being used as a sales and construction office. Everyone was saying,...“Good morning, Mr. Johnson” and “How are you Mr. Johnson” and “Can I get you coffee Mr. Johnson.” When I looked at my Dad funny, he just winked at me and shook his head to keep me quiet. He talked to a couple of guys that were obviously the construction people, and then had a word with a guy wearing a tie who was obviously sales, and then took me. Looks like a little planning went into this. I supposed I should be flattered. As Christy left, I considered my next guess. A moment later, she sauntered back into the room. Still barefoot, still wearing my unzipped coat. Only, now she wasn't wearing pants. Christy slowly walked around me and over to the bed once more. As she turned, I got a glimpse of her lacy, white panties, cut high on her thighs, at the top of a pair of long, graceful legs. Dancer's legs, I thought. Shapely, toned. Very. Well, the older stuff presented the highest risk, of course, and it made sense that I would be given the hands on responsibility for those systems. This included a bunch of work stations, RJE terminals, network servers and the operator consoles for the two disk drive farms located in the dark rooms upstairs.Everyone was assigned to a two person team. I was pretty lucky in that respect being on the same team as Amy Laurent who happens to be the very best Technical Programmer in the Bank. I. Amanda shook her head."Please?" Whatever..." Amanda said."Seems that the Cardiff zoo acquired a female of a very rare species of gorilla. Within a few weeks, the gorilla became very cantankerous and difficult to handle... kind of like Barb." Lisa said, we chuckled."Upon examination, the Zoo's vet determined the problem. The gorilla was in heat. To make matters worse, there were no male gorillas available."After thinking about the problem for a while, the Zoo management noticed Gareth, a big.