If she had to watch some underling kiss one more executive’s ass, she’d puke. The newbies, including her husband, were all a bunch of suck ups and...brown noses. That’s two credits she could now give to her power-hungry husband. In the mold of all the others, he was a suck up and a brown nose. He turned into such a corporate phony. After making his mark at this company, he’d never have to kiss anyone’s ass again or so she thought. After he acquired a modest level of success, power, and prestige. Then the girl's stopped clapping and stripped to their thongs and Tony figured that they were Mary and Becky, waiting for them and displaying their desire to join the group. Dawn turned back around and started for the stores and the 2 girls and everyone else stepped out after her. The bra fittings, panty changing and throwing of panties to the crowd was all done in the hallway, not the store, and then the 8 girls in panties only stepped into the store to get their lingerie. Tony called the Boss. Drive me in your car." Why, do you still have a fetish for black Mustang GT's?" Oh, you know it. Nah, I'm having an after party up at my house, but since the driveway is so tricky no limos will come all the way up. And I'll be damned if I'm WALKING to the house in stilettos." All right. No limo, check." Cool. See you then." Bye," I said, snapping the phone shut and exploding semen down the drain in unison.My prom was going to rock. ... Or so I thought. The day before prom, Sharrel called me to. He falls back to reality of the water feeling like the rolling waves of the ocean or a light summer drizzle, his girl joined him only for bit not enough time for more then a quicky. before dressing and leaving for the day... after getting property primped and pressed. he heads out... leaving his women with a kiss and a i love you... Several weeks goes by...Marcus turned round abruptly. He had set his features into the expression of quiet optimism which it was advisable to wear when facing the.