"Now let me explain what you're going to do."I sat, open mouthed and blushing deep red, for the next fifteen minutes,while the boss explained exactly ...hat I'd be doing to meet their'needs'. I left the office in a daze, stunned by what I'd been told Imust do, but knowing I would do it. I didn't really have any choice.My mind snapped back to the present and I continued my preparations.Tying my long hair back into a pony tail with a scrunchie, I clipped apair of large hoop earrings onto my ears.. Now, now David. Don't act like that, no one is hear but us, I want tell no one if you don't...' I was too shocked to say anything as Willie continued to grind against my butt and hold me tight. In our struggle Willie manage to gain the upper hand and I found myself half turned to my stomach with Willie on my back. Before I could scramble from beneath Willie, his penile head had found my anal recess and was in the process of probing for it's weakness. Just as I managed to cry out stop, Willie. Well, what I wanted... had nothing really to do with chairs except as props. Anytime the talk veered towards a subject that might allow me to enter in with a comment, my comment was brushed aside and the conversation quickly steered elsewhere.I sat around trying not to be too grim, but eventually I was fed up. I took to my feet and stood there for the longest time without being noticed. Eventually I poked Sheila's knee with the toe of my shoe."Hello! What are you doing here anyway? I thought. We WANTED to create a show that moms and dads could be happy at letting their kids watch, and we WANTED the shows to be popular with our usual target audience, those under 14." He paused and adjusted his prescriptionless glasses perched precariously on the tip of his nose. "We think we've accomplished that. If you agree with us, then after this show we'll send a copy to the President herself, and set up an audience of kids and their parents to see if they like it too. If they do, then the.