Looking closer I can see that I am the spitting image of Isis, short dark hair, with full firm breasts and an embroided piece of cloth covering her pu...sy. Her son, Horus, is out to revenge his father’s death. Together with the Egyptian love goddess Isis, I help gather all the pieces of Osiris’ body to resurrect him from the dead. There is just one piece that Isis couldn’t find. She looks at me with dark pleading eyes, gives me a heavenly kiss and wiggle my clit before her fingers disappears. Bright red nails and lips contrasted with her milky white skin, I think her emergence from seclusion was to be glorious. After a bit of small talk she took my arm as I escorted her to the car and opened the door for her.She helped my hand for support as she slid into the seat. Her mouthwatering thigh forced its way out of the split in her gown giving me a peek at the tops of her stockings before she was able to demurely arrange the satin to a less tempting state. Did I see a hint of a smile?. After about 15 minutes of different questions, he ask me when I could start. I must have seemed excited because I blurted out 'Tomorrow!'. He laughed and said it couldn't happen that fast but could I start Monday. I told him I could and ask about the dress code. He grinned and said what I was wearing was fine.Started my job that Monday. Nothing difficult. Get jobs from the main office, schedule crews, enter pay data, just basic admin stuff. Everything went well the first few weeks -. I’d seen him before, the one who’d spoiled Lisa’s night before it started, her ex boyfriend. I rolled my eyes and sighed, so tempted to just drive off and leave him to her or her to him, but the good side of me kicked in, telling me to at least check him out before leaving. I planned to do just that, see that he meant no harm and then leave. Walking in, I could already hear Lisa crying, and knew that my short plans weren’t going to eventuate. Moving through the hallway I heard moving in her.