30a.m. and she was still in bed. No doubt she would be late for work again, she always was these days. Maybe it was all the morning masturbation she k...pt on doing. Every morning without fail as soon as her eyes began to wake up her fingers would seek out her pussy and begin to play. Today was Wednesday though and she knew that she needed to be in work to clear all the paperwork from Monday. Her desk was as messy as her bed really. So she stopped from pleasuring herself and got up out of bed,. That morning, in anticipation, I brushed my hair until it shined and put on my prettiest dress. Underwear? You’ve got to be kidding. Panties would be in the way of those tantalizing fingers searching and soothing and electrifying me, my cunt, setting my whole body to trembling and explosion.It was hard to concentrate on anything else that day and it went extra slow. Finally, I was at my locker at the end of the school day. I put my books away, brushed my hair an extra stroke and walked down. " Not yet," Veronica said coolly."Well, I don't see a briefcase, so I doubt you've given up and brought a check." No, not quite yet." Good," the woman said, "because Mr. Ceres would much rather have the painting back. He waited a long time for it to come up for sale, and it means a lot to him. And you are?"I stuck out my hand, "David Malcolm, Finders Incorporated."The name got her attention. "Susan Barth. I'm Mr. Ceres's personal assistant. An interesting choice of names," she said, one eyebrow. “Oh that is today? I wonder who they going to pick for the Fertilization Maiden this year’s orgy? I suppose we should also give the recruits the afternoon off so they have some energy for the orgy as well.” You say with a chuckle and a grin as you roll onto the floor without dressing and starts to do push ups. Thunder joins you, naked as well as you face each other in a competition of who can do the most push ups.You get around 64 when the door to your room opens up and a red faced fresh.