“I’ll be waiting for you.” Dana stretched her back, feeling freed from the desk chair, she pulled down the jacket to her suit, and she moved thr...ugh the opening of the half width wall. As she stepped out into the walkway, she stopped, and waited for Carol to make it out of her side, then around the corner to meet her. Moments later Carol turned through, and she matched her slow pace as they marched toward the restroom.“How are you my dear?” A sweet demeanor in her voice. It hadn’t been twenty. It looks like we will have to grow up fast in this place. Will I be up to it? I think again of my ex-colleagues slaving in front of their computer screens, and conclude that I am certainly going to give it my best shot. Anything but that. I feel the need to compare notes with someone, but get a sinking feeling when I realise I have only Petra for company. And she’s disappeared inside the wardrobe. No doubt picking out some figure hugging dress for the day. The thought of wearing the school. 'Come, Leah,' I said presently, 'I must have your decision, or I shall proceed to take your clothes off you as best as I can.'Leah was now in a terrible state of distress! Her eyes wandered all over the room without seeming to see anything, incoherent murmurs escaped from her lips, as if she was trying to speak but could not, her breath went and came, her bosom rose and fell agitatedly. She was endeavouring to form some decision evidently, but unable to do so.I remained still for a brief space. " I stammered and managed a weak response, "What makes you think I want to do that?" He just sneered down at me over the preposterous pipe and raised one eyebrow. I was reaching for the biggest piece of yardstick left. Why was I doing that!? My mouth was dry as I pressed the measure to the top of his schlong, and let my eyes traverse the distance of the fat pulsating rod. 18 inches, a foot and a half was how long the ruler was, but I still had to move it up an inch. "19 Inches!" I.