I'm pretty sure she's just one of those nosy, thoughtless Internet gossip types." I show the blog entry to Marta. It's just a blogspot page but I reco...nize the background in the grainy photo. It's from the Sapphire Club in Minneapolis. All of the Sapphire Clubs have a strict policy against taking photos, but I make a mental note to see about having the camera-phones of guests held during their visits. It must have been a cell phone camera or something even sneakier. The caption under the photo. . nothing to link them to our project.”“I understand that you employed them, Mr. Adams. You accepted a recommendation and approved their selection. In fact, you terminated their employment barely a half day before they attacked and wounded not only our prime property owner, but also a close friend and associate of his in the same incident. Is my understanding of the event correct, Mr. Adams?”Adams felt an urge to get on his knees under his desk to begin digging a hole in the carpet for himself.. We both took turns drinking sips and then Jennifer lay her head over on my chest. It felt so good her laying on me with my arm around her. I was really falling for her.After a few minutes of laying there naked and holding each other Jennifer said she needed to pee and I said that I did too. We got up and she squatted behind a tree and I stood and started peeing behind another tree. We both just started laughing hilariously at each other. We got dressed and Jennifer said that she wondered if. Tom looked over at me, perhaps a little sheepishly now, but still drunk enough to not be very embarrassed, and said, "Wow." Kim, having finished with her husband's cock, looked over her shoulder at me and said, "You can say that again!" Then she twisted her body around on the seat to face me (she definitely did something athletic to stay in shape) and to my surprise (and probably Tom's as well) said: "Your turn, sweetie." I didn't have to be told twice, and I sure didn't want Tom to have time.