Roxy quickly discovered the source to be a young boy dressed in a dark bluestewardess outfit. He had strawberry blonde hair covered by a round box-lik... hat and light blueeyes, pouty lips that were opened wide in a panting moan as Dominique's thick horse dickslided all the way up his asshole! The skirt of his outfit had been pulled up past his hips, andthe white cotton panties he'd been wearing underneath now hung around his left ankle as herolled his hips back against the horsegirls thrusts.. My boss, Mr. Masterson, calmly walked to my deskand picked up his messages. He commented on how nice I looked and that wasit. Professional. I smiled, and for some reason, felt a tinge ofdisappointment. It didn't help that the whole floor can hear Becki gettingfucked. I answered a few calls, and then turned to my computerscreen...The bright blank screen blinking and pulsing..."Brandy....Brandy!!!" Becki was shaking me. I smiled at her sleepily as Inoticed how cute her earrings are. Masterson. Paul1954. Gosh, the list goes on and on. If I've forgotten someone, I apologize. I really do try to read everything that comes out here. (Bashful) Who are your favorite *Real Life* authors? (Chilli) In "mainstream" work, I am a big fan of Stephen King. Peter David. Isaac Asimov. Neil Stephenson. Spider Robinson! My mind is drawing a HUGE blank here now. (Anne-Mal) Is Fictionmania too much of a womb? A nice safe place to write stories but the real world is too scary? (Chilli) Well, Ann, I don't. Pete and Tony where already standing there waiting for me. “Nice going Tiff, it would have been just easier if you listened to me then” said Tony as I came near them. I looked at Pete with a very angry look, he told Tony about our little adventure when I told him not to say anything. “You told him? How could you?” I asked him angrily.“He kept on asking where I was for past 15 minutes, I lied but he caught on and made me tell him the truth” Pete replied.“It is okay Tiffany I am not going to say.