" She said at one point. "This is an office job you're going for,you'll be making coffee, filing, running out to the shops, that kind of thing.You nee... practical, plain stuff, not fancy blouses. Anyway they'd see yourbra through that material."Bra? This brought me back to earth again. How was I going to pull thisoff? I felt queasy."Ken, Ken, Ken. Don't look like that. It'll be okay, trust me." Said Steph. "Iwon't let you make a fool of yourself. You just need to get a bit ofconfidence, and. Oscar Wilde, The Ballad of Reading Gaol583 was in a mood for a woman. Not just any old street corner rent-a-cunt, but something really special. So he punched out a requisition for 50 credit units and headed for the nearest sexburger joint.Ten street divisions away, Fiver could hear the trumpeting sonic projectors: Welcome. Welcome. Come-and-see. Get-some-sex. Do-it-now. Love-is-here. Joy-for-you. High-test-sex. Sex-and-love.And he stared up atBlinking neon breasts, a lewdly beckoning mechanical. I know what I’m doing.”“Sure you do,” called Rashida from the shower.She left an hour later dressed professionally.“Have a good day,” said Khozem before kissing her.“Without a job we can’t stay here,” she replied.“Hurry back soon so I can discuss this. Aren’t you curious?” as his hand slid down her arms.“Not really.”“You should be.”“I’ll be back in a few hours. Try getting out of the apartment.”After performing ablution and morning prayers, Khozem borrowed Rashida’s bathrobe and laundered his. I felt her nails dig into my head as my tounge flickered faster.I stuck one finger into her ever so wet pussy. My finger went in and out as my tounge still played. I could tell by her moaning that she was about to orgasm so I put two fingers in. Her thighs locked around my head as she screamed in pleasure. I wrapped my mouth around her pussy and licked and swallowed all of her sweet cum. Nothing has ever tasted so nice.'Very nice slave, I am proud of you.' She gets up and walks back to her.