Hell, there’s even that anonymous security guard who nearly snapped your neck with a double take, a woman whose name you never learned but whose ass...you’ve gotten to know intimately as she paces around the building.You almost wonder if somebody in human resources is pushing a certain profile of applicants in hopes of scoring a date. Or else maybe Monarch’s want ads are explicitly looking for single, gorgeous 20- and 30-something women. Either way, the results don’t lie. All in all, the company. "Keep the change." My voice is lilting and very upper class.I walked fast with my two friends to the hotel and got us to one of the rooms that have been setup for my changing room for the wedding. I tried not to think of the poor misplaced person in the smelly taxi.During the time in the hotel room before the wedding would start, I kept asking myself if I did the right thing or had I forced the young woman, formerly named Sally, into something where she might be trapped forever as that taxi. One of our audience laughed and said "have fun" as we left. We hurried out the main door and I followed them as we circled around to the back of the theater where the parking lot was. Along the way I asked what their names were. "We'd rather not say. This is just a fantasy we're doing." the wife told me. "Oh ok." I responded. When we got to their car hubby said to his wife, "you get in the back with him". And we drove off. As we drove the wife said, "you're really young aren't you?" I told her. Before he gets himself into trouble they pull into the driveway. "looks like we are home!" he says quickly getting out of the car. "I'll grab your stuff, you can go get settled into your old room." Ok Daddy", she says in a sultry voice walking into the house. Stephen can't help but watch her big tight ass bounce as she walked into the house. "Did she just call me daddy" he thought to himself, "I better be careful around her or it'll be the end of me". He decides he needs a break from Charolette.