I scrape my short- but growing- brownhair back, pinning it to my head with hair clips, before grabbing mypink dance bag and meeting my flatmate outsid... our respective bedrooms."Ready to go, ballerina buddy?" Lauren asks, an excited giggle seepinginto her thick Highland accent."You bet!" I laugh as we head down the stairs and into the cool Londonair. Not long later, we arrive at our dance studio, where our threebandmates- and eleven other young women signed to our talent agency-are waiting for. My skirt and blouse were form fitting, but sleeveless and ending at mid thigh. Was it too bold? Maybe, but everyone knows that men like something to look at, and I was going to use every advantage I had today.This was an ‘interview day’ for a new job, as executive assistant to our companies CEO, and I wanted to make a good first impression. If he liked the job I did, compared to other candidates, I would get the promotion, and I totally wanted it.I met him in his office first thing in the. Should we get any hors d'oeuvres or drinks?" No, honey," Wendy replied, "I think what we have in the kitchen should be fine. I'd just like to relax and watch the movie with Michael without making a big production out of it. I think that's what he'd like best, anyway."So I made my way to the rental store about 7:00 p.m. Michael had told Wendy that he'd show up around 8:30 or 9:00. I got the movie and at a little before 9:00 the doorbell rang."I'll get it, baby," Wendy called out joyfully as she. ”“I owe you a day spa session, sweetie, I promise,” Buddy said over his shoulder as he slipped out the back exit. I will be back in an hour.”Carmela barely had time to turn her head when Mickey strode into the records room with his massive dick all the way out of his pants.‘ “Jesu, I have never seen it that huge,” Carmela said, forcing a smile. “Is that for me?”“Yeah, baby,” he growled. “I need you on me, bad.”Carmela slipped her panties off, Mickey sat in a handy chair and she tried to slowly.