Andthe worst part was that my new supervisor, Julie Taylor, used to be mysecretary. Now, she was my boss.Julie is 28, with a killer body. About 5'9"...in 4 inch heels, she dressesto impress with short tailored business suits. Her flawless makeup,perfect nails, and thick black hair make her every businessman's fantasy.When she worked as my secretary, I flirted with her relentlessly eventhough I knew she was engaged. I guess I was a real jerk back then.Working for Julie turned out to be OK. . In the shower Carl began to finger Lisa’s unsatisfied pussy. She moaned and told him how she was loving it. She wasn’t. Then she faked an orgasm which made him grin. “Like that don’t you my dear” he said “why don’t you suck me off to say thank you?” She squatted down and sucked his still limp cock until he came in her mouth. “Oh fuck yes so good” he yelled. “Yeah so good for you” thought Lisa.Lisa dried herself and got dressed. She left Carl, still naked, laying on the bed. “Thank you. "Did Dawn tell you EVERYTHING?"Brandi shook her head. "No, not everything. But I can read between the lines. I got the impression you cut quite a swath through the girls at school since I left."I grimaced. "I'm not as proud of that as you might think."My sister held up her hand. "Hey, I'm not here to judge." Brandi went quiet and looked away for a moment, biting her lip nervously as her eyebrows furrowed.I watched my sister's expression for a second, curious and concerned. She looked like she. The sensations were crystal clear, pain andcold, concentrating on breathing, I lay as still as I could, to make thesniper think that I was dead, hang in there, keep breathing, stay strong,those were the words going through my head, and of course the second mostpopular thing people say or think before they die.. Shit.Then everything began to close in, brightness seemed to surround me, thena voice told me to let go, trusting it, I let go and everything around mewent white, remembering every.