I could tell John wanted to say something to me but he didn't. I finally asked him what he wanted to say. "Oh, i'm that obvious", he replied. I told h...m he was so he sat there a few seconds and finally said "I don't know if I should ask this and I hope I don't offend you with it but..." and he stopped a bit, I told him to go on. "Would you join me in my truck sleeper", John said very quickly and backed up a little expecting to be slapped. He was shocked when I said "I would love to". We got in. "Someone has cocked up good and proper. For some reason we thought you'd had your period just before you came here."Carol was suddenly afraid again, and Pete saw it. "Oh don't worry, it's not your fault. It's someone else who'll get the bollocking. We'll start again when it's over." He left.She didn't see him again for six days, her meals being brought to her by a succession of girls, all not much older than her, each of whom were wearing ordinary clothes rather than the shifts, but all of whom. He gave a good thrust and I let out a loud aha and it broke the kiss. The sound of his breathing matched the pace of his thrusts. His balls were smacking my ass and the sound of it wasnt exactly the quietest. His balls here big, and i loved when he went balls deep into me. When he was that deep i felt his sack press against my ass and he would keep it in and move his hips in a circular motion. It felt amazing. He would pull his cock all the way out and thrust it all the way in and hard. I was. The next day there was a voice message on my phone. "Andrew, you are required to present yourself for a personal interview, this Saturday at exactly 10:00 am...do not be late." The tone of the message was very commanding. The message had a quality of female power and control. The address for the interview was for a high rise on Lake Shore Drive, and the interviewers name was just D. Demand. There was no call back number. Confused, I tried calling the original interview number,only to receive a.