His SES colleagues organised a farewell dinner for him on the following Monday and on the next day, which was to be his last day, his branch were goin... out to lunch with him.On Friday he drove to work with his bag packed and mid afternoon he drove out to the airport, leaving his car in the long stay car park. He didn't bother about booking the limousine at Sydney airport; rather he just caught a taxi to his hotel.He was there in plenty of time to unpack, shower and change into comfortable. Mera naam qais(fake name) hai mein pakistan k big city multan main rahta hn yeh bohat purani bat hai jub main 10th class main tha un dino hamary ghar ek noukrani kam kerti thi jis ka nam haleema (real name) tha kya figure tha us ka kisi k mouh main bhi pani aa shakta tha us ki age 30 sal thi woh bohat sunder thi us ka figure tha 36 30 38 kya breast thy or kya gand thi koi bhi deewana hu shakta tha un dino mujhj per nai nai jawani aai thi sambhalna muskhil tha mein daily us ku chup chup ker. She said in a stilted tone, "Come in, and I'll get them for you." The pair stepped into the living room, and Zoey gestured to a chair for the visitor. Willow stiffly sat.Zoey left and a few minutes later reappeared with Matt and Nathan behind her. They were all casually dressed as befitted a Saturday in the summer. Zoey hung back to listen. Tracy suddenly appeared next to her.Willow rose from her seat and snapped stiffly to attention. "Thank you for seeing me Mr. Saddler and Mr. Pocher." Her. Instead of sitting down, I joined her at the counter and put my hands on her hips and kissed her neck, you know the spot just below the jawline and the collarbone. “Hummm, what brings this on?” she asks.“I want you.” That’s all I could say. I brought my hands up around her stomach and slowly grabbed both her tits through her housecoat and she grabbed my hand squeezing her own tits with my hands. “Oh I’ve been hoping we would do this again” she sighs. I know the story sounds like a thousand.