"It's been wonderful, thank you," Effie beamed, dropping the key to their suite on the reception desk."You're luggage will be down in a moment. Do you...need a taxi?" Yes, please," Effie answered. A moment later the lift doors opened and one of the hotel bellboys emerged pushing a trolley with the girls' cases. The receptionist beckoned him with a peremptory wave.Geoff Parsons was crossing the lobby on his way from the kitchens. Carrying a tray of coffees and biscuits to a business meeting in one. Mary was flicking through the channels trying to find something interesting to watch, she found a drama about a girl who had turned to prostitution, it had some very graphic sex scenes. I was sitting on the sofa, she was on an armchair opposite me. I was getting very aroused by the programme and was beginning to get hard. It was very obvious as I was wearing jogging bottoms. I could see out of the corner of my eye that Mary was glancing at the growing bulge in my pants. I glanced over at her. We have two new programmers starting next week, right after the first of the year. Do you think you'll be ready for them?" It's tight, but I can start them on the basic Stretch programming stuff for the first week, and we should be in good shape. I'll be going back to Poughkeepsie for the first part of the week of the 15th of January for the formal acceptance test; I'm sure it will go smoothly this time." OK, let me know Friday how you want to proceed with these two. Lucy Morrison graduated. 'So what are you up to tonight?' I asked.'Looking for my boyfriend''Where is he?''I dunno, he ran off and left me', she replied.'You heading home?' I asked.'Yeah... I actually don't have a place to stay right now.''You homeless?''Yeah.'I know my cock shouldn't have stiffened on hearing that, but it did. We continued walking. She was pulling the suitcase behind her. It made sense now. She was wearing jeans, a winter jacket, wedge heels. Slightly dishelleved, slightly dirty - like she hadn't.