“I see you’ve had some waxing done,” I said, grinning at her.“It seemed like the thing to do,” she answered, “Not that anyone’s been loo...ing down there lately.”I gently ran the tip of a finger between her inner lips, coating it with the fluid that was pooled there, tasted her again from the tip of my finger, and then leant down to kiss her just above her clitoris, inhaling the piquant, tangy, yet sweetish scent of her pussy for a moment. My right hand was resting on her left thigh, and she. Even though this was the firsttime in my life that I'd met any of them, I knew we all had history andin-jokes and shared secrets. The job was tough, but because we were allin it together, it was somehow more manageable. I never had that in myold life.I'd have to remember to bring a bit of this feeling back with me, when Ifigured out how to get back to my real life.The day wore on and I got more and more tired. Some of the girls slippedout for a smoke as an excuse to take five minutes off the. "Consider it. I could fly you anywhere, give you anything. You'd never have to worry a day in your life." He ran his thumb across the top of my hand. "It's a very generous offer, but I'm afraid I am a taken woman," I said, smiling at him. "Well, when that ends. You know where to contact me." He stopped and kissed me hand. "Until then?" He smiled and walked away. Daddy was staring intently at me. I watched his boss walk away before continuing to him. "Hey boys," I said, sitting on Daddy's lap. Come on, Bozo."Poor guy. He looked dejected as he slumped down the hall, his shoulders stooped. I wasn't as tough on him as I could have been. Instead of woman stuff, I could have told him I was having woman trouble. That's something no man can confront.I went into the bathroom, sat on the toilet and emptied my bowels. I did a quick wipe, one Sheryl Crow would have been happy with, then pulled out a bottle of Fleet enema I had stored under the sink. That's something else most men won't confront.