My tits were firm and had a pinkish areola. My ass was not so big but decent size and was round. After the classes, my duty was in the kitchen for the...whole day. This saved me from the humiliation as I was out of sight of prying eyes. In the nighttime, I waxed hairs from my hands and legs. My pussy was already bald, but I had to wax my underarms.The next day’s duty schedule was put on the notice board. We all girls have to assemble at 6 AM, check our duty and start our work. The scheduler and. .was Roger Davies and I was in my early forties with brownhair that was beginning to thin and a gut that was starting to spread.Last year at this time, I'd been the one in Mary's position, the managerof this entire department. But now...now I was merely a ghost.Mary had killed me, though admittedly that hadn't been her intention atthe time. She'd slipped a drug into my coffee before a bigpresentation, thinking that I wouldn't be able to do my job and that shecould come in and save the whole. I gave the address to the cab driver and as he began driving I pulled Jesss legs apart, lifting her left leg into my lap and putting her bare pussy on full display should the driver turn around. When we stopped outside our home the driver, an indian or pakistani looking man in his 40s, turned around. I had seen him looking a couple of times on the way as well and he had adjusted the rear view mirror so as to get a good view of Jess on display. I smiled and asked if he was interested in making a. Tell me what happened thisinstant!"She props herself up on her elbows. "Don't listen to me, don't listen toConnors. Check out the treadmill for yourself and then you'll know whois telling the truth and who is lying." She flops back onto the cot.I swear to God, she really does have the attitude of a seventeen yearold girl. Unfortunately, she is correct. Technology does not lie, not ifyou know what to look for. I do not really need to look at thetreadmill, I can review the video tape but that.