She had shoulder-length, straight blonde hair, which she flicked behind her. Steve could see down her top, a flimsy, gold, low-cut number. She was bra...ess. Her breasts were huge for someone so petite. She really was gorgeous; Steve wondered if she was a professional dancer. He also wondered if she had meant her skirt to fly up like that; from the way she was scrutinising him now, her big eyes looking up at him, he felt pretty sure she had. God, what have I lucked on here? Steve thought. Nothing. Sam looked deep into my eyes. There was that feelingagain, I couldn?t stand it, I looked away. Sam smiled, ?oh I think you are atleast one of those things, you just don?t know it yet?. I suddenly becameaware of my situation. Here I was talking to a complete stranger about sex, andit struck me as kinky or fetish or something like that. I couldn?t see myfriends and began to wonder whether I should finish my drink and find myfriends. Sam seemed to sense my unease. ?Sorry, I get so used to people. Gale wondered if she had somehow wandered into Wonderland or something.It was just four days later and she was summoned, once again, to the offices of the Human Relations department. Gale was not walking meekly to her this meeting with Peter. She was angry and ready to unload on him about being unjustly accused of something that she had not done.The big and nasty looking guard stopped about halfway to the office and warned, “Don’t try anything cute. I’ll be watching.”“What will you do? Rough me. I cant believe this is happening to me&hellip, as I act like Im on the verge of tears. Its ok sweetie. Ill get it. Let me&hellip, here- let me just&hellip, I feel him kneel down behind my ass. Hes reaching over me me and trying to get to my hair. He has to push up against my bare pussy just to reach my head. As he does, I jump into action. With each attempt to free me from my snare, I start wiggling and grinding my butt into his crotch. Subtle at first, but more and more aggressive with each.