When they broke she looked up at him. "Coffee?" she asked."No, darling, thank you. We had some at the pub so I don't think any more would be a good id...a."She nodded. "I don't want any either actually."Her look became anxious. "Um, Uncle Rob, um, are we going to sleep together?" Only if you want to, my darling, and if you do I won't do anything you don't want to do." You are a very sweet understanding man." Lottë darling, I know what happened and that it still troubles you. When you decide you. Therein laid her problem. There were two women that desperately wanted her job, and frankly Natasha wasn’t convinced that either of them was qualified. Ultimately only one woman would get it. In most companies the person that was passed over ended up leaving for another job at another company. Certainly such an option was not possible here. Disgruntled employees were simply not allowed to leave, due to the highly secretive and specialized nature of their work. The few that did manage to. The girls just laughed them off, but it was nice to feel so attractive and desired. Midafternoon, they arrived at the hotel and got settled. Cindi showered, then pondered how to dress for the game. Her tightest, maroon boyshorts, trimmed with lace, sported a seam up the back to hug her wide, high cheeks. Tight, white shorts with rolled up cuffs. She rummaged in her bag and pulled out a couple of bras. The first was a true seduction special: lace cups, stiff underwire that rounded her upper. If I was consumed before, I was now spellbound. The merest of glances through the growing crowd, enough to catch glimpses of her slender hand that lightly caressed her thigh. As if looking through a shutter, my view increasingly desperate, it felt despite all these people that I was here just with her. A little bolder the blonde and her friend asked to join me, chattering and giggling as they engaged in flirty conversation. I smiled, the blonde puffed out her chest out and crossed her legs,.