Trusting Heather might have been a mistake, but there was little I could do about it.What they wanted from me was a verbal rendition of exactly what I...submitted in electronic form.I could have just read it off at a podium. Or they could have read the blasted report that I submitted in its electronic form in the first place... Facetime made the powers that be happy, so I had to live with it.After lunch, Mr. White handed me a package from the Director. He ‘knew nothing’, and returned straight. I then poked her in the ribs, saying, "I know you are, but what am I?" I then stuck my tongue out at her.She seemed to light up at the sight of my tongue, saying, "Oooo, is your cock as long as your tongue?" A bit longer... But you'll never know, young lady!" I said with a stern tone!She then shocked me further, by saying, "Too bad. I could use a stiff cock. I've been so horny, lately. The poor carrots in my house just don't do the trick any more. Dammit!"I was stunned by her words. Apparently,. I’ll not be wearing any knickers so my shaved pussy will be exposed but framed in shiny black. Maybe put a glossy sheen of baby oil on my exposed flesh. Rubbing it into my thighs, my breasts, my ass and my pussy…I know you’ll slip fingers into my pussy and ass as you massage the oil into me…Mmm I hope so….. Maybe even give me a little pre fuck orgasm to get my pussy nice and slippy.Continue…it sounds very interesting so far.I would then parade around the bedroom dressed like this with my tits,. )That left the house free for an Inner Circle meeting -- always a high point in my increasingly complicated but interesting life. Mom, the one woman I trusted above all others (but would not release); Candice, the beauty queen who went from being a virtual stranger to the totally committed love of my life; Marie, who with her scorn was able to keep me grounded despite her own sex cravings; Mary Ann, who brought an adult persepctive to everything despite her refusal to wear a top indoors; mighty.