" Uh oh." I thought this wasn't going to go well.I proceeded with the interview and although I tried my best I keptsneaking glances at his flat chest ...nd then my eyes wandered down to hisskirt. I don't think he noticed though because he kept chatting awaybubbly throughout. As the interview went on I had definitely decidedthat he wasn't going to pass and I think he noticed because he suddenlystopped what he was saying and then said, "I'm not getting the job amI?" he asked with a pout. Goddess he. Whist Mr Taylor was in the toilet Daisy put some lipstick on and pulled her stockings up as she could feel them slipping down her thighs, 'Mr Taylor sorry I didn't hear you come back in' her skirt was still up round her waste and her black stockings were on full show. Mr Taylors face went red and he was breathing heavy, ' I like your skirt just as it is, leave it like that' he demanded. Mr Taylor unbuttoned his belt and his trousers fell to the floor, Daisy could see his huge erection through. Having then eaten betel leaves, with other things that give fragrance to the mouth, he should perform his usual business. He should bathe daily, anoint his body with oil every other day, apply a lathering substance to his body every three days, get his head (including face) shaved every four days and the other parts of his body every five or ten days. All these things should be done without fail, and the sweat of the armpits should also be removed. Meals should be taken in the forenoon, in the. She lifted her eyes from the bed and noticed her reflection in the vanity mirror, her reflection pleased her. She swayed a little from side to side and watched intensely as her now unfettered breasts swayed beneath her blouse. The sight was appealing, and reminded her of her new found appreciation of the female form. Indolently she cupped her left breast in her right hand, causing the silk blouse to play seductive games with her sensitive bud. Her nipple stiffened in recognition of what was to.