So I started, very late at night, pulling up the window to my bedroom and sneaking outside around 3 in the morning when everyone else was asleep. I wo...ld drink a ton of water so I could pee with force, and I would lay in the grass of the front yard, belly down and with just my shirt on and let loose a stream of such force that it would shoot straight up in the air like a firehose coming from between my ass cheeks. Some would even splash back down onto me. Man, that felt SOOO good. I would feel. She asked me about Olivia.”Do you know Olivia yet?””Not really,” I answered. “I met her this morning.””She is not VP of Production yet, but she will be soon. She will be important to your career so I will arrange for you to work with her. Make sure you make a good impression.””Of course,” I replied. “I promised to never let you down.”The elevator stopped and we walked down the hallway toward Carol’s desk. Carol gave a bright smile as we passed by and I saw the women give each other a wink. We. “So, why do you want to meet her?”“Mrs. Cyning has her fingers on the pulse of America. Not the pulse in the wrist but the pulse in the neck.”“What’s the difference?”“If I squeeze your wrist hard enough and long enough to cut off the flow of blood, it will hurt and perhaps your hand would go numb. If I squeeze your neck hard enough to cut off the flow of blood, you will pass out. Or die.” Angela led her daughter to the sofa. It was rare that she was still able to take time with her daughter and. 'Let me' she said and began to undo them. She undid each button gently almost tenderly and then slid my jeans off.'Better now?' she asked. I nodded. 'Good, it looks better' She gazed at my cock standing tall in my boxer shorts 'mmm' she moaned as she leaned forward and began planting light kisses through the fabric. 'mmmhmmm' moaned again as, through the fabric she wrapped her mouth around my shaft.I could feel her saliva seeping through the cotton onto my cock, I wanted to rip my boxers off.