When he walked out of the elevator on the third floor he met his local manager, Lewis Dempster."Holy crap, Bill! Are you feeling okay? You look like y...u're about to unload your lunch on our carpet." Bill had known that his employee used a direct approach wherever possible, but he thought this greeting was a bit over the top.Bill smiled weakly and replied, "I'm going to be okay. It was probably something I ate on the flight. Maybe I got a bad peanut in my complimentary package of snacks."Lewis. “This stuff is great!” tashita declared, pouring a third shot.“Slow down,” I warned. “You don’t want t pass out before the New Year.”Tashita laughed.“I’m fine,” Tashita declared. She pulled her t-shirt from her jeans and reclined on the couch.“There is no way I’d stand in Times Square in freezing weather just to watch a ball drop,” I remarked.“Me neither,” Tashita said.Tashita was cute. Her jet black hair was curly and long and she had a killer figure with a booty that just begged to be. From what Philip had told Tracy it seemed he had beenvery close to a girl in school called Michelle Maynard who hadtragically died of leukaemia. Shortly after that Philip's uncle andaunty moved with work down south and it seemed Philip pretty muchretreated into himself during his adolescence.Tracy herself was from a village in North Wales. She was pretty, withsoft warm brown eyes and strawberry blonde hair. She had been in arelationship back home before coming to University but that had. ” I said, “Ok.” She, “Just roll in front.” I rolled in front as I was sleeping on back side. While she brought a black cloth and tide it on my eyes. Then, she brought two ropes and tied my hands to the bed. I said, “What you doing all this?” She, “Just preparing for the play.” I was feeling lazy, so I didn’t opposed much and let her do her work.She put her hand on my legs and lifted my skirt towards up. And, slowly she was rubbing my legs, came to thighs and bent over it and licked my thigh..