Then I heard the encouragement of the people around her. “Fuck him good, girl.” “Don’t let him get away with it, have your way.” “Teach t...e fucker a lesson, even if he is the boss,” one girl giggled. Emma looked up at me, “Well, I knew Jerry would start something, he always does at these Christmas parties. That new girl is really something though, boy, is she going for him. I wish I knew who she was.” I looked at Emma, she was starting to strip her clothes off, unbuttoning her blouse very. ” Sue gave Clair a ‘thumbs up’ and I gave her a wolf whistle as they hugged.“Us dressed? Clair, those tall blue pumps are killer. The belt matches them nicely on your tiny white tennis skirt. That bright, white, sleeveless, button down blouse with so many open buttons looks so sexy. I can’t pull that off -maybe I will later- because of my small tits. The blouse would slide right off them. Your tits fill it nicely.” That was so subtle, Sue. Calling their undeniable attention to your tits and. I checked my emails everyday for about a week after that, giving up hope after a while. Until, to my utter surprise, I got a reply. A month or so later and we were chatting via these messages everyday! We were getting along great so we exchanged our email addresses so we could also chat via an instant messenger. At the time I didn’t really notice or realise that I was always looking forward to chatting to this almost complete stranger. I mean, yes he was very intelligent, kind, funny all the. I had to struggle to push that thought down, and I willed the reaction she caused to subside, not being 100% successful with either effort."Good!" I said."You know," she said, "I was watchin' those big machines an' I was thinkin', like, Mr. Dan probably knows that stuff too. You know lots of stuff, bein' a engineer an' all." You flatter me, little girl," I said. "I'm an electrical engineer. That's more of a mechanical engineer's thing."She smiled. "Yeah, but you know lots of stuff." You do,.