" Shelley flashed another grin as her attentionreturned to her visitor. "I'm sorry. It seems I was distracted by mywork. One of my little compulsions,...I'm afraid."As Shelley uttered the word, Martin suddenly frowned in confusion,seemingly distracted by something. He shook his head vigorously, andthen restored his attention to Shelley, smiling cordially.The Junior Executive tilted her head to the side curiously. "Is theresomething wrong, Mr. Gaines?" She asked, feigning concern.At first, Martin. He had a mop of dark hair and the most beautiful blue eyes. His eyelashes seemed to go on forever. His handgrip was firm and I trembled as he put his hand on my shoulder and asked me to make myself comfortable on the physio bench. I had not allowed for the height of the table. I had got up onto it quickly and now the seam of my shorts was rubbing on my hard clit. My cunt was feeling very moist. He still hadn’t even looked at my leg. I turned over to lie on my chest. Paul began to massage my. Either that, or she thought it would make Dad too excited.Whatever the reason, young Tanya told me she thought she was growing faster than ever, and on the Saturday night before we went back to school, as soon as Mum and Dad went out and we were naked, she fetched the tape measure as usual and brought it to my bedroom. Then she started measuring me, just like that.It was a strange feeling, her little hands brushing against me as she took my measurements, especially the bust, which she left. The hitter issued a command to her "Shut up, You fuckin' bitch. Don't give this Nigger any of your shit." and she complied at once.Then the Black Bossman, with a mouth full of gold teeth and a southern country accent, called Melinda by name and ordered her to turn around slowly.The Bossman knew her name. This was no random event.Terrified, Melinda did as she was ordered. As her eyes swept around the room, she could see each man's eyes stripping her naked. Some men were focused on her protruding.