Later, I asked her how she got so much inside information on the company to be able to rifle shot her recommendations so well.Melanie smiled, “I tal...ed to the clerical staff, you know, secretary to secretary, assistant to assistant. I got the straight poop. They know better than their bosses what’s going on, what works and what doesn’t. Figuring out solutions was easy after that.”“Could you do that again, in some other company unit?”“Probably,” Mel replied. “So long as I can call around inside. So i think fuck it il stay and try and get a look see as whats going on. i peek around the door and i see my mates wife deep throating a bloke iv never seen before and my god that woman was working that cock good. my own cock was instantly hard. unable to take my eyes off what i was seeing i risk moving for a beter view. my mates wife stands up and undresses and from where i am i can see her bend over and pull down her panties and what an arse that woman has the type of arse you coud play with. 20pm by the time we got down to the platform. We started giggling about the ticket guy saying we was young love… within a few minutes the train pulled up at the platform and we boarded on it and took our seats… their wasn’t too many people on the train… there was 2 young boys playing music, a smartly dressed business man and a red haired lady… After a few stops on the train, I was seriously feeling so horny… so I suggested to Mrs that we should carry on what we started in the queue, and she. With growing desperation, she watched what little money she had disappear. Forced to choose between eating and lodging, she went hungry. She lay awake at night, weak from hunger, worn from worry, trying to ignore her fleabites and the constant rattling cough of a nearby child. The cellar air was sickly, every breath Rose took was already inhaled and exhaled by a score of other people. With only a few cents remaining, the letter from Kathleen finally came. Rose, Come tomorrow morn to the back.