If you listened to the corporate recruiters, everybody working for them had made fortunes in the belt. If you checked around, you would soon find that...working for a corporation was a form of slow suicide. Better to take a walk outside without a suit.The corporations also hired their own “Security Forces” usually unemployed FN marines. Men who wouldn’t question orders or tell tales.Then there were the independent operations. Huge privately-owned mining ships. They did hire temporary workers. I thought to myself ‘is he trying to pick ME up’ as I was drying my hands he said “You want to go back in the cubicle” I looked at him and I have to admit I was horny as fuck and he looked a half decent lad. I slowly nodded as he smiled as he walked back towards the booth I’d vacated, I followed him.He walked in and I checked if there was anyone else in the toilets and it was empty. Walking in behind him he turned and locked the door, as he faced me I grabbed him round his waist and we started. “Perhaps they don’t have any new stuff this time, but yes some of it was quite see through…giggle…and a couple of pieces were what they call crotchless” I said“Crotchless!” she gasped, “and you let Jeremy see you … see your …. Wow … Felicity…you are much more daring than me”I grinned at her, “Just as well there aren’t any here then” I teased, “after all you did promise Francine and Jeremy you’d model anything” She blushed bright pink, then laughed, “Guess I asked for that, but if they were. Mom showed sympathy towards here as she worked at our house for 21 long years. She told mom that if she wants then she could send her daughter in law in place of her for the work, for which my mother agreed. But then she told that she could not come at 6:30 but 8 pm would be appropriate at she has work at other houses at that time, for which mom agreed.Next day at 8, I opened the door to see her; she was looking just a girl of 18 years. I welcomed her then told her duties. In the meantime I.