When they went into the bathroom to see what was going on, Mandy was leaning against a wall with Rhonda bent over in front of her with her face buried...in her pussy. Greg asked Rick “do you mind?” and when Rick said “no” Greg moved behind Rhonda and started fucking her wet pussy with a slow, steady stroke as he moved his hands up to her breasts to caress them as he powered into her. This was too much for Rhonda as she moved her head away from Mandy’s wet pussy and leaned back to start meeting. "What on earth is hedoing, coming to work like that?" said Lettie as she and Celia gatheredround Bet's desk where a couple of the other girls were listening to theday's news. "In jade green pants, and they looked soft and silky to me." No sign of a jacket though," said Celia."Well he was wearing a matching jacket when I saw him," said Bet,"standing there when he had only just walked in. It was the jacket thatmade me look again: sort of tailored, and feminine. He must have hiddenit." I've got to. "I think I'd better go now." Mike said, picking up his towel and shaving gear and walking out the door. When Mike arrived at the bathhouse, he Don was already there and just coming out of the shower with his towel wrapped around his middle and heading for the sink when he spotted Mike enter the room. "Hey Pal, What did you think of those two black beauties, Lori and Janice?" Don asked as he applied shaving cream to his face. "They seem like. There was more than a gentle hint given of the severe and very private punishment that would occur if anyone even thought about discussing this matter ever again. Not me!In our now way above top secret personnel files, we were all now marked for good on some pretty serious 'shit list'. All of our careers were now more or less toast and the entire lot of us, including the truly innocent, were probably now on every alphabet soup agency watch-list. The only remaining question the brass now had was.