Bob had found both a copy of 'Playgirl'and an old 'Cosmopolitan' and gave them to me for 'blond brain food.' Hewould get real upset if I didn't bring ...he 'Playgirl' to the beach with meand look at the pictures of naked men.Although I was never happy with this girl thing, I had learned fromspankings, humiliation and subjugation how to suck cum out of a man with asmile on my face. I would walk around with my hole filled with eithertheir cum or their pee and sometimes both. And always, I would. When I saw her in the morning she smiled and said hello to me and when she saw other people that we worked with she said hello in a way that seemed less forced and maybe even without the hostility that she seemed to be carrying around before our talk.I actually saw her talking about things that were unrelated to work with different staff members during the day. I hoped that she would continue to make the effort to be nice to people in the office because it was a much less stressful day than the. April was sitting against the wall in Ann's bed, wearing a t-shirt that obviously wasn't made for her, since it hugged her breasts too tightly and barely covered her navel. She had a blanket draped over her lap, and her bad ankle was resting on a pillow with what looked like an Ace bandage wrapped around it. I noticed a pile of clothing on the floor next to the bed, and I recognized the blouse and skirt that April had been wearing last night.Ann was sitting at her desk, clad similarly to April,. If looks could kill, I would've been a smoldering ash heap.Darlene's next words became submerged in a rising tide of conversation as the membership began to digest the implications of her statement. Every now and then I caught a sister glance in my direction as she talked to her companion. Several of the glances ended in smiles ranging from bold to shy.I was surprised at the silence of the moderator's gavel. And was amazed she let the chatter run its course for several minutes. At the crest of.