The ghetto rested primarily in the hearts and souls of those who wandered it aimlessly, slept on sidewalks, braved the cold and had nowhere to run hom... to, because they understood both stories and had been on both sides of the tracks and were somehow lost within the tumult of constant change and flux, a new war to fight every day. And for what? For whom?, he wondered. Why in the midst of ever-strengthening prosperity is there always this constant flux that sentences some people to victimization. Anyway, now that the introductions are over, I'll tell you about my first day.After hearing about this firm from a friend, and needing a new secretary job (I have been a professional one since I was eighteen), I decided to check it out. I was dressed to make mouths drool, and organs leak cream. I had my hair done up in that classy look, and my make-up was soft, but at the same time, alluring. The business jacket and skirt I donned were of a deep blue shade, with very thin vertical stripes.. So good," she answered softly."I can't believe you're stretching to fit two fingers... that's as big as my thing," as I said this, Kim took her other hand and reached for my hard cock. She slid her hand inside my shorts and began to rub me as she did in the bath so many times. Since I was wearing denim shorts it wasn't very easy for her. She started trying to fumble one handed with the button. I noticed and with each of our free hands we got the button released and the zipper down. Together we. Waiting a few minutes, she entered the older section of the bunker and silently made her way down into the semi-darkness. Stopping short, she heard a man issuing orders to someone in the bunker with him. Getting flat against the wall the woman waited for whoever or whatever was coming.Several men made their way around the corner and walked right past her! What the hell? Silently she made her way to the end of the hallway; looking in the door, she was surprised when she saw a modern war room..