. We did have to share the laundry room though. One day while my husband was at work i was busy doing laundry. there was a door that separated their h...me from ours and it was kept shut. I was done with all laundry except the shirt on my back... Hoping to quickly throw it in and run back into our rooms i took it off, threw it in the washer, started it and turned around right as the door opened and my father in law, "Eric" walked in. I immediately covered my tits with my hands and my face went. ', silly - computer support. Yes - that's right the guy who responds when you call us up and say 'I wasn't doing anything and all that's left of 'my' Pc is a smoking pile of Bill Gates' best software. Strange isn't it - all these damn machines go spontaneously wrong - still, mustn't grumble, if it wasn't for the computer equivalent of virgin birth we would all be out of a job.Hey! but that's not what I was going to tell you about. You see we have the reputation of being geeks or nerds, or. He licked my pussy until I was moaning in pleasure. Phillip then came to the table and put a ball gag in my mouth and strapped it around my head. David and Phillip then unhooked me and converted the table into a chair that left my arms and legs tied down, but allowed for my butt and pussy to be exposed pointing upwards for them. I was kind of bent over, but the chair was pressed into my midsection and doubled me over. I couldn’t move an inch and watched out of the corner of my eye as each guy. “So what your saying is that the only work we’ve attracted since we set ourselves up in this business, the only work, and I do mean the only work, and we should just say no. Why?” Lisa knew perfectly well why. She knew too that they had to take it. Take it or go out of business, start looking for something else. Their dream of a private detective agency was evaporating between their very eyes.The lift at Hampstead tube station was out of order. The deepest tube in London. It was a long walk up.