Her withering stare never left his eyes. And his eyes was ogling on the ample erected nipples that poked out before him, just a pair of grapefruits wa...ting to be suck on. With only her panties left on her, she placed her hand around his neck as she sat on him, feeling a growing stir in his pant, hardening against her panties like a disturbed snake. She grinded a little harder, exhaling a breath as she relaxed her pose, and looked at Kaniel, who still sat and stared from behind. “Admit it,. "You are missDiane!" I continue pleading as I'm let up."And who is a dirty ho who drinks out of toilets like a dog?" she asks..."I..I.. I.. " I stammer unable to say what she wants to hear, until sheflushes me two more times.. "I am miss Diane.." I finally say."Yes.. and just remember it when I'm worker of the month next week... Imight pick you to serve me for the month as my bitch... that would be anhonour for a toilet drinker like you right?" Yes..." I sniff, still kneeling, face and hair. Shen then puts her hand around my chip column and up and down it in a sizing motion and says this could be fun. The dealer and another guy who is now to my right we all look at one another and laugh along with her. But the mood is now strange as we know her husband will be back in a minute. So we go back to cards and have a pretty good shoe going. I stack my chips again and now its really tall. Hubby has been winning also as she is now behind him rubbing his shoulders. When its his turn I. " OK." I went to my office and began going through the messages. Most went directly into the trash. I began thinking about Weena and how good she looked in maternity clothes. I guess I'd only recalled women in ugly tent-like things, somehow trying to veil themselves. Boy had things changed! Weena had some of the sexiest dresses and tops. She even had a suit for hospital meetings. In another few weeks she'd look like she'd swallowed a watermelon; right now it was only a football. I sighed and.