She’s always working in a white T-Shirt (lacy but working-woman bra) and jeans but today being a nice day, she’s got shorts on. Again don’t get...your brain in a cramp, she’s no model. Just big tits, sorry.I’m working on Christine-2 in my office and when the lady’s around I switch to another tab and look like I’m reading some shit. She was just behind me reading the article (something on Ben Laden or other) when she notices the tabs at the top. This one says : “Discussing Erotic Short. Roger had been gone only an hour longer than his ordinary lunch hour. It hardly seemed worth writing down, but he filled out the comp time forms. One hour of his accumulated comp time was taken up by the less than satisfying lunch.When Roger returned from lunch, Hillary informed him he had a call from the Sheriff's department. She had taken a number since he didn't have his cell phone."Yes deputy Sykes please," he sat listening to elevator music for five minutes."Mr Everhart sorry to keep you. Looking in the mirror, she starts to slowly undress herself, feeling the weight of the day peel off her as her clothes do. She can see that her breasts sit high in her balconette bra, her nipples almost visible under the soft lace framing the mounds of her chest. The matching g-string sits perfectly on her tanned skin, showing her toned ass as her reflection turns in the mirror. She smiles at herself, watching her pink lips reveal her white teeth, and she picks up her glass to take another sip.. "For a change, Cheryl was in charge of Victoria's pledge task and Carl took on Vic. Thus paired they left the school grounds and went their separate ways. Cheryl and Victoria headed to one of the seedier sections of The Strip in Vegas. Carl and Victor took a cab to an address which turned out to be the Phallic Medical Institute.Victor's community volunteer work, like his sister's, had been arranged beforehand. He had to present his ID and proof of age of majority at the front desk, but after.