“But enough about him. I have to figure out how to turn twenty-eight strangers into a team.”“Why does that matter?” I tired voice said. “And...do we have to attend this social?”I turned to see a middle aged man. He was clearly out of shape. I had to guess he was seventy or more pounds overweight as he shuffled towards the exit.“I am not requiring anyone to attend,” I replied. “But it would be to your benefit. Anyone who talks to me during the social can discuss what they’d like to do. Right now. I gripped his thighs while he pumped me up and down his long hard shaft. Every time I tried to take over he would slap my ass into place, pumping faster and faster. Oh it feels soo good! I bit my lower lip trying to refrain from letting out a loud moan, informing his family what was happening down here.He took me by my legs and turned me to the edge of the couch, standing on one knee, pushed my legs over the top of his head, and pushed his dick in as far it would go. I gripped the couch for. I ran my hands around their torsos. ‘The sharp knives are onboard?’ ‘Keep your hands to yourself, young designer, we only do girls.’ I struck my forehead, exclaiming, and wandered off to find Sally, who was breathlessly telling the FION women from Kingham about my recruiting process. As I closed in, she stopped abruptly, blushing. ‘Oh, here he is, my new boss. My one day old boss.’ I was surrounded and poked and prodded. Fingers tore at my hair. Inish had Sally in a clinch, saying, ‘You must. When I finally got my mind going I didn't know how to start. I was hoping I could stay with her a while but she told me her man wouldn't want that. And that really scared me. She told me about Sheila being alone and needing a friend. We went to her home and she introduced us. I couldn't believe my luck. Sheila was beautiful. When we finally got alone I told her my life story until today. Sheila is a great listener and never said a word. When I finished she just looked at me with a sexy smile..