Heard a knock on the door.“If that’s you, Rachel, let yourself in.” Rachel’s got the code on her iPhone to get past the digital lock.I heard t...e door open. Rachel came in, petted the cat.Looked guilty.“Shall we talk?” I said.“Uh ... yeah, I suppose. About...”“About a brown towel and the sticky parts thereon,” I said.She cast her eyes downward.“You coulda washed it and folded it and nobody’d be the wiser...”“It was gonna come out sooner or later...”“Literally,” I said.She looked sad.“I’m sorry.. There will be no limit to the number of grants."Second," I continued, "the Foundation wants to start several profit-making companies within the lands of Naabeehó Bináhásdzo. Operating losses for ten years will be absorbed by the Foundation. These companies will be profit-making for the Navajo, and it is our hope that the management and personnel who work at these companies will be Navajo, as well."Thus far, we have only identified two companies, but we are open to suggestions. One is a computer. Tonight in her low cut dress and push up bra her tits are devine. I’m so glad I’m sitting at a table as my cock is straining against my pants to be freed. I decide I need to head to the toilet to relieve myself and carrying my jacket in front of me to cover my bulge I head off. Once in the cubicle my pants are down and I am having a good , I check in on fab and have a message from Cheryl ‘Hi hun thank for message, do you have a face pic?’ Damn I hadn’t thought she’d reply let alone ask for face. You put your hands around the back of my head and pull me closer. You want to cum in my mouth but it's too early for that so you reluctantly pull out and I stand up again. We kiss passionately, our tongues meeting, and you can taste your own pre-cum on me.I reach to the hem of my skirt and pull it upwards and you glance down to see that although I'm wearing white ankle socks, I’m also wearing stockings, hold-ups with deep lacy tops, and tiny white panties that scarcely cover my neatly trimmed.