That was the chair that the girl with the exposed breasts sat in. Janey made as if to protest to Simone, then, lowering her eyes, eased into the chair... Her posture looked like she was hovering over the seat, trying not to let her ass touch the fabric of the cushion. I figure Simone had worked her over pretty well the night before.The real shock, however, came when Sally lifted Janey's short T-shirt up and took it off. Those deliciously creamy tits were emblazoned with angry red stripes, along. That's more discrete that staring at their breasts or looking them straight in the eyes !I think that's another consequence of my non existent sex-life.Going to the point.There is a girl at work who is a trainee. And I've been chosen to watch over her and help her in her work. Because she was completely left alone by people who were supposed to explain the job to her she called me "her savior" when I came and helped her. I know I'm not actually the savior of anyone but it was definitely a boost. Amazing. God, it's been years since I've felt that sexual and passionate." She looked back into the shower and saw Hayley getting up. She held a hand out and helped her climb over the barrier from the shower to the area just outside. Hayley came over and hugged me, both of us still naked. "That was fucking incredible." she said and laughed a little. "Pardon my French." I got dressed as did Andrea and Hayley. "I've got to leave, thank you again, Jason." Hayley said, winking at me as she said it.. Takashi-san works between the research team and me.”“Deal. No more.”“Yes, more. We are friends now. I can tell you about other things.”“What now?”“I have a satellite you will want to buy plans for, there are upgrades to make the T-4 (a military training fighter-jet) safer and a better trainer, and I have frictionless bearings for your conventional trains. Takashi-san and Dahlia can work out the details.”“Hope she more friendly negotiate than you.”I laugh, then say, “I taught her.”“You.