That way there were no conflicts and no jealousies to mar the peaceful atmosphere of the work environment.She liked the fact that she was gaining valu...ble experience in learning new tricks that her sister had only mentioned to her in the seclusion of their own home in whispers so their parents could not overhear. It was to her eternal shame that she had acquired a sense of pleasure at the most degrading of demands placed on her by the inventive married businessmen with fantasies of female. Completing a downhill portion of the trek the two hikers found themselves at the base of a small waterfall. The local was relative open. With several conveniently placed rocks for hikers to sit and rest upon before starting on the winding path back up to higher ground.“This looks like a good place to wait for the others,” Bridget declared taking a seat on one of the rocks. It was hard to walk as slow as Sam’s aunt and uncle, but Bridget was at least trying not to out pace her parents too. She was a good looking woman. She had a good figure as far as I could see, though she was fully dressed, of course George and Margaret took me to the party. It was in a large house and it took about fifteen minutes in their car to get there. On arrival I was introduced to a lady who arranged the party and was surprised to be asked for £25. George explained it was to cover the cost of drinks and snacks and the laundering of waterproof sheets which are put on the mattresses on the floor. On. Its taboo, yet oh so exciting. The knowing its wrong and yet the desire to do it. The desire growing and growing ever more. This young girl, willing to do anything to save herself, sitting in front of him. A temptress. A tease. Well… umm… I have a friend… Mr. Moore glanced around nervously. He likes young women, like yourself. Text this number and maybe if you please him enough I can raise your grade up just a bit. Jill looked down, slightly disappointed or maybe disturbed. Your… friend,.