We agreed to meet. I suggested a restaurant in the West End; she came up with an alternative, "The Rose By The River Hotel." I hadn't heard of it but ...hen I'm like a lot of taxi drivers — I hardly ever go south of the river.When I got there, I realised I'd been missing something. It billed itself as a boutique hotel. Not far from Tate Modern and the Globe Theatre, it was a short walk from Borough Market and the City itself.I got to the sixth floor and the restaurant. Daphne was already there.. Your dress above will protect you, but you will have participated.”She kissed his cheek, “This is exactly why you are running the company, Charles.”* * * * *As the two men separated from me, Mr. Woodburn moved to me on the floor and whisper his instructions. I nodded and looked at the female Director, Mary Borden. She had her dress pulled up around her waist and was pushing both her pantyhose and panties down her legs after kicking off her shoes. I remained on my hands and knees and. I realize that I can barely breathe, and I know what I have to do, humiliating as it is, I’m not in a bargaining position, so my tongue goes to work. I immediately feel her thighs start to quiver, and in less than a minute she gushes her juice in my mouth and on my face. She’s always been a hot little (well, not ?little? she’s over 6 feet tall) bitch, begging me for orgasm. I keep licking for some reason, my tongue stretching out for her, even as she lifts off me. And I briefly wonder if she is. You could use a bit of organisation around here too, you know. It's a wonder you can find anything." I can find everything," he told her, "you'd only mess up my system." System? What system? There're boxes of stuff scattered around, your hand tools are piled everywhere, pieces of metal on the floor, oil. If OSH turns up they'd condemn the place as an 'unsafe work environment'."Albert stood, looked around scratching his jaw."Y'reckon?" he asked. Lisa nodded. "Maybe it could stand a bit of.