She seemed particularly well-suited to his demeanor because of her own religious bent but one never could be sure about such matters.They all sat down...and read Aggie's letter again.Dear Future Soulmate,My name is Agatha Harris, "Aggie" for short, and I am seeking a gentleman of stable means. He must be on sound financial footing. Looks are not all that important to me, but I would prefer a gentleman taller than my 5'6" height. I do not want to go into matters of a sexual nature but I am not. There were eighty to a hundred hourly workers depending on the season, with the now added new warehouse which would employ up to another twenty five full time people. She really was trying to do right. It made me respect her even more.The salary personnel were on fixed wages. The four salesmen were at three-thousand a month, except her husband, Tom who received five-thousand a month because he was the vice president, but it was just a title. He did sit in on the meetings but all major decisions. Everybody else was getting fucked so I wanted mine. I got on all fours and the man got behind me and pushed his cock into my wet pussy. I had never fucked a complete stranger before nor had I fucked in a group but I was really liking this. The man thrust in and out of me. I loved how hard he was being with me. I could feel his balls slapping against my cunt. I could feel my orgasim building when the man grabbed ahold of my hips and held me tight, I could feel his cock twitching inside of me and. "What do we get other than you won't publish tomorrow morning?" he said."I won't publish, period, as long as you leave me alone. And you might get some more tips like that 'solid investigative work' you did Thursday night. But it all goes to hell if you violate it; I don't have to be personally at a keyboard to publish. And I keep up to date, bust me and you'll never know what you might see."Another round of muttering; this was silly. "Right now, Richard, yes or no. You've already decided, you.