“If my mom knew what a filthy little fuck slut your crew was going to make me tonight, she would disown me. I’ll do anything you tell me if you pr...mise not to tell her.”“You can fuck them if you want,” I smiled as I screen capped these conversations and sent them to my phone. RJ probably never read any of these texts. Most of his responses were a few words and never addressed the pictures she sent.Nigel couldn’t believe his good fortune. He got behind Becky as if to ride her ass.“Fuck off,. Packing was on my mind and it was clear that change was required. ………………………. Let me start by saying, although it was tough, 11 months is a good time to heal in both physically and mentally. That night spoke tomany parts of me, how dissatisfied I was with the way I was living, the choices I had made. The regrets I had. A new start was in order and I took to it with great gusto. The accident was just the excuse I needed. The Monday after my epiphany I went to work as normal, leg cast in sturdy. The only thing left on thebed was the base sheet, and this had multiple damp patches. It seemedthat a rather lustful coupling had just taken place, I could smell it inthe air, see it in the devastation. There was also sex toys of allshapes scattered around. Longingly I moved to the bed and stripped offthe sheet. The scent from this soiled item pricked my nose and my cockthrobbed and leaked in equal measure. Dropping the sheet I lifted mypetticoats to see that I had rather a large damp patch. Constance Ross arranged to meet with Jason after dinner in the boardroom. They decided to eat together in their own canteen first and consider some preliminary issues before meeting with Jason. They were now dressed in their fatigues.“Connie what is your opinion about the next steps?” Janet Malone queried her friend and colleague.“I’ve considered the issues very carefully as well as our options. We definitely need to get him to the gym in the morning. He’s without any shadow of a doubt a.