’ Well, think about it. Stress, stress, stress is what the job is all about, and the relief of stress is all-important if I’m not to go mad.Alco...ol is a no-no unless it’s before some time off, so what to do? ‘Ah, she’s getting somewhere,’ I imagine you’re thinking, ‘keep going!’If you’ve read the story, ‘The Life of a Unicorn,’ you will know that I live in a triumvirate, with one lucky guy and us two lucky girls. You will also know that stress-relief comes easily in that arrangement,. "She then uncrossed her legs letting him get a good look at her black lace panties, showing through the cheerleaders skirt. Trying not to make it too obvious, closed her legs again, not entirely closing them though, allowing him to take a peek when he felt like it, and he could hardly take his eyes off her.There was a silent, but not uncomfortable moment where she had a small daydream about fucking him, while he had a daydream about fucking her.She eventually let her daydream get the best of. "Just like that?" Yep, just like that" What if they turn us down?" We'll cross that bridge when we come to it, let's go down and have a word with Fred, he seems to know everyone around here" God anything for a drink" Jill laughed, "Mine's a lager!"Fred at the pub knew just the man, which didn't surprise me in the least,"He's got the money all right Tommy, that's not a problem and he's very interested, the problem is getting some reliable lads" How do you know he's interested Fred?" I said with. I could see every stroke and watched his hands slowly slide down my front. It was intoxicatingly relaxing and arousing at the same time. Maybe he really was pushing sexual energy into my abdomen.I was certainly more sensitive to every touch. After moving all the energy into my lower half, he moved to my right side and with a slow light stroke pushed a little of that energy back up. As his hands were moving up toward my breasts one hand went left and the other stayed straight as they both came.