Barnam's and is also the only way to get into Mr. Barnam's work station. By how loud the voices were, I could tell they were inside Mr. Barnam's offic...I walked into Chris's office and noticed the door to the next room open slightly. I was just about to knock when I heard what they were saying. "Each screw up is going to cost you, Chris. This is my money you are losing and I can't tolerate it anymore."I couldn't see Chris's face completely as he sat across the desk from Mr. Barnam but I could. Though enjoying my mouth you want to know what could possibly be under that tight ass skirt. You grab me under the arms and pull me to a standing position and quickly spin me around. You tell me that my taunting you with such an ass wasn't very nice and now I must be punished. You swiftly lift my skirt all the way to my waist and grab two handfuls of ass.After complimenting me on such a fine piece you bend me over my workstation and smack it hard. When I moan instead of yelp you smack the. Sex. They began to browse through the racks of magazines offering every kind of sex, many of them deviant. ‘Look at this,’ Rachel whispered. ‘Can you imagine doing it with an animal?’ ‘That’s a good description of some of the men I’ve known,’ Kate drily remarked. Rachel picked up a magazine and opened it. The first two pages introduced two girls ‘In a Little Orgy Mood’. Most of the double spread was taken up with a close-up of Ingrid with an erect penis between her lips. The remainder was taken. SMACK ‘This is for exhausting yourself.’ SMACK ‘This is for making James and I wait for your sorry ass in the hospital.’ SMACK ‘This is for not taking care of yourself.’ SMACK ‘This is for not knowing you’re still loved, you fucking cunt,’ she raged. Her tears poured down her cheeks. Trinity was in shock. She felt on a primal, deep level. Violet flipped her back on her back, and removed each compression stocking. She tied them to Trin’s ankles, and then to the bed-posts. Trin was crying from.