"That thing looks like it needs a cunt. What's your name?" Leon," he grinned. "What's yours?" Kim," she giggled as his cock exploded into a full hard-...n.He just stared at her lovely face and body as she gazed hungrily at his big throbbing cock."God, Leon," she heatedly whispered. "I could sure use this thing. I haven't been fucked in over a week." What about the man you're with?" he asked."Oh, him," she giggled. "The old fart's sacked out up in our suite." Isn't he fucking you?" Shit, no," she. It wasn’t enough to make sure that you won, you also had to make sure everyone else lost – even if you had to help them do so by sabotaging their work. It was a belief that had been reinforced by the events of the last few months.The way the internship worked, in addition to the regular duties that were designed to give you real world business experience, each intern was given an assignment to write an evaluation of a proposed business deal and was then judged on how closely their report. “I love aggressive women,” I confessed. “Especially when they happen to be cheerleaders.” “Good,” Ivy said. “As it turns, we happen to love it too.” And the cheerleaders began to grab my clothes and remove them from my body. I breathed heavily as I watched the cheerleaders rip my clothes off of me. My shoes and socks were pulled off my feet and tossed aside while my shirt was torn right off of me. I watched as the cheerleaders removed my belt from my pants loops, and my pants were ripped right. You in a cocktail dress, me in one of your best suits. I love a changeof perspective too. Would you like to do stuff like that?I nodded, excited and scared.Then all you have to do is relax, she said, listen to the sound of myvoice. She guided me through it, how to open myself to the longerlasting transfer. Repeating: Just trust me...And so we did. It was a wild, wild night after that. Though I kind ofwished it wasn't my own former body I was in bed with. It seemedweirdly onanistic. It was.