Joe said. I could hear the pride in his voice. That helped me relax a lot. Mr. Joe meant so much to my three sisters and especially to me when I was g...owing up. We all hated having to move away ten years ago.I'm really happy to get this job, ' I answered, my confidence returning. I really was a lucky young woman to get this job at age 25. I had worked so hard in college and graduate school for a master's degree in gallery and museum management and now I had scored my dream job. 'It was hard. I wasn't sure if I wanted to do this but soon realized I didn't have a choice.Two of them held me down while the other removed my cloths.i made a valiant effort to get free to stop them but they were to strong.None the less I fought them.I should have just relaxed and enjoyed the attention but it seemed the more I fought the more excited I became.My pussy was soaking wet and I had this strange feeling in my stomach that was a cross between sickness and pleasure.I decided I would continue to. He pulled away, his hand sliding back from under my skirt and started undoing his shirt, I laid down on my back on the couch and watched, hiking my skirt up to just under my crotch, showing him the tops of my stockings and running my hand up and down my thighs.He took off his shirt and bent down to help me with my blouse, stopping every couple buttons to kiss me until it was off and laying on the floor. He sat up again and started to go for his belt, but I sat up and pulled him to me, kissing. O I haven't completed this short story I started a week or two ago, but I would like some opinions none the less :) Merci