It was a cold February day when I was led from the chopper, through a series of doors, into a very fast elevator that opened into the lobby of a very ...ell appointed law office.A statuesque blond met me as the doors opened and led me to a large conference room with a wall of windows facing Central Park. There were three people waiting for me. One was obviously the senior partner. He looked every bit as distinguished as Chasen Wellington.Beside him was a middle-aged woman, with her hair tightly. “So that IS you, totally naked and getting spanked?”It was too late to deny it, too much of a coincidence, so she meekly said,“Yes sir.”“Well Cora, You have changed quite a lot in the last few months. When you started here you were a demure young lady who dressed like she was going to Sunday school, but look at you now, clearly not wearing a bra and clearly not wearing any knickers, and a skirt that barely covers you genitals. I bet that if you were to lean back just the slightest little bit I. I followed her into the bedroom as she continued to tell me about what had transpired in the bedroom, how the kissing became even more heated as we stripped of each others clothing to reveal our naked, sweaty bodies, how after removing each others clothes we fell to the bed, where with only needing to look into each others eyes, we knew it was what the other person wanted and we consummated it by becoming one. It was at that moment that she stopped telling her story to flop down on the bed and. He 'interviewed' me that night after I got off work and in between the more expected questions of what my major would be, my plans for the future, etc., a few of his questions were a bit personal. Such as 'would I be bringing dates to the trailer often?' My answer that I wasn't seeing anyone at present and it would be quite rude to have overnight guests intruding upon Rose Ann's privacy seemed to satisfy him. I did not add that I hoped to be rude any many, many times and Rose Ann could be as.