“I want the names.”“It doesn’t matter,” said Gracie. “I changed my mind about it. You being pregnant is of no consequence.”“They’ll ...ust complain to some other board member,” said Mindy. “I need to talk to them, that’s all.”“But they came to me in confidence,” moaned Gracie.“And the accused has the right to face her accusers,” pointed out Mindy.“You’re not exactly accused of anything ... exactly,” said Gracie.“And yet the consequences could have been draconian.”“I suppose so. Please don’t make. She couldn’t suck Jason’s cock in the middle of a shift. She couldn’t spend every break they shared on her knees, lovingly taking his member into his mouth, looking up at him with lust as his eyes fluttered with pleasure.As hot as it would be, Carlotta couldn’t slowly slide his thickness past her lips, swirling her tongue around his head, enjoying the sensation of a man using her mouth for his pleasure, both of them getting off at the total decimation of their working relationship, the reversal. Not expecting rain in such a manner she was kind of helpless.It gave every passing guy a hard boner. She was approached by a group of young college guys. They thought she was stranded or something and offered help. (We all know what they wanted) She informed them about her cab which is nearby and would reach very shortly.The guys scanning her from every angle and looked very decent but lacked experience (as per Rimi’s words). They insisted they would drop her in their car. One of them held her. This gave me free time to think about my situation. I decided to check out Iona's, rather MY e-mail.It took me a few minutes to recall her e-mail account and password. I discovered that she had a huge backlog of e-mail. I started sorting through each message. This was actually a good exercise for me. It forced me to dig deeper into her memories.Many of the messages were from her past lovers. I sort of cringed when I realized how many sexual partners she had been with. Most of the messages were.