Finally, Iwent back to my office and sat in thought. After a few minutes, Ilooked at Tiffany's application again then picked up my mobile anddialled a...number."Tiffany Monroe speaking."At least she maintains her ladylike persona. I thought." Hi Tiffany. This is Peter from Venture Technology Solutions. Iinterviewed about an hour ago." Oh! Peter! Sir! I hadn't expected you to call me personally to give methe decision!"She sounded flustered. Not the mark of a good secretary, but I'mguessing she was. Innuendoes flowed a little more freely and I knew that Darren and Emma had some time to chat on their own when Darren offered to buy a round of drinks.Darren came back to the table a changed man. I think he was eventually told who I actually was. There was never any moment when Darren, Emma and myself were left on our own. It was a shame, as it would have been great to have that open conversation about sex.*The days slowly passed, not without some eventful moments. Although we kept ourselves to. Then, the music momentarily stopped for a weather bulletin. It reported of some strong winds and heavy snow coming in her direction. Luckily, Gloria has a portable generator plugged up beside the cabin so she can have power in case of a snowstorm. The music went back on and Gloria went into the kitchen. She decided to fix dinner. She seasoned up a some thick ribeye steaks, chilled some red wine, cooked some portabello mushrooms in white wine, and baked a chocolate cake all at the same time.. The boys seemed more ready and willing too. Eight hot, fuckable, sex-fiend studs in my house, all claiming to want to bend over for me on a regular basis. Even my wet dreams weren't that good. I still wasn't sure this was my life and not some fever dream, but I was doing my best to enjoy every minute of it.The best part was that I was getting exactly what I wanted. Varity. Yes, it was all sex, but I wasn't getting bored.Juan was sweet, romantic, perfect when I just wanted a simple fuck. Yann.