But I don't think I'd feel like going on after I drank it."Laura could feel herself flushing. "Why don't we have one anyway? We've really given enough...to this project. It won't hurt if we have to finish it tomorrow."Yvette's eyes lit up. "You got the gin?" I've got vodka." That'll do just fine."Laura quickly made both of them martinis. They went into her livingroom. Yvette kicked off her shoes and tucked her legs up under her ass on Laura's sofa."Gosh, you know, the first thing I do when I get. But this time you're going to have to order the computer around, and I don't think your authority extends that far." What do you mean?" she asked."Look, Ms. Heisinger hasn't left me alone since she put me here," he said. "She's been push, push, push all along. She sat me down and made me tell her exactly what was the maximum, and I mean maximum, time we could spend, made me run it through the system with all safety margins removed, and when I gave her the answer she still pushed me even more,. It was not the sort of training that one acquires naturally and she excelled with a totally depraved “A”.After hours of tears and recriminations, we all got together and made up. The making up was definitely well worth the tears because they smothered me with their competitive desire to be the best piece of ass I could ever find anywhere. Even though Latah was the easy winner in the “bending over” department, my Angela was by far the most skilled oral dispenser of tongue inspired ministrations. “Guys, this is my good friend Tony.”Some Black guy named Gus, handed me a partially drunk beer and I couldn’t take my eyes off his cock that hung down almost to his knees. “Take off your clothes Tony and let’s see what you got.”I took a sip of his beer and took off my clothes, leaving my swim suit on.“Jimmy, that’s not going to do. Help him out of that.”Jimmy laughed and looked at me, “Take it off Tony.” And then he reached over and kissed me on the lips. Even after yesterday, that was.