. I swear, I mean I just stood there, you know, and Greg's got like a big bag of ice taped across his face, because he took a tumble off his bike. Hit...his eye on the handlebar. Didn't hurt him much, just some burst blood vessels, but it scared the heck out of him anyway."Sadie smiled and I giggled at the memory."And it was like those eight years never happened. I mean, it was weird. You know how you see someone you were close to after a long time and after you talk for ten minutes there's just. How else could she explain herself landing this gig, when so many other bright (to say nothing of well-connected) kids were turned away?Walking into the massive, glass and steel monstrosity that is the headquarters of the PPI Publishing House, she braces herself for what the day brings. It’s not an hour before her boss calls for her, screaming in a voice only a banshee could love.“Bancroft! Get in here!”Elena shuffles toward the corner office, head held high and expecting the worst.“You. Rubbing the cucumber up and down your pussy - the sight isfantastic - it looks as though you've taken umpteen loads of cum onyour pussy as the white lotion collect on your pubes - you pour loadson there and I zoom in to get a lovely close up of the creamy action.In one motion you slide four inches of the cucumber straight intoyour pussy and begin to fuck yourself with it hard -- frigging yourclitty at the same time - your moans of pleasure rise with each thrustof the fruit inside yourself.Your. I saw you all together in the hot tub last night. And, like I told Amy, there's nothing wrong with being curious. And I heard about Amy's disappointment in the experience she had with her friend Matt. I thought I could help by teaching you. If you trust me I promise I won't disappoint you. Does that sound okay?”They looked at Amy and then at each other. “Jenny said I guess so . . .”“While I watched you last night I could see that Amy and Jenny like being licked down there. I decided to help Amy.