“Problem is,” Lindy pouted, “Jennifer’s choreography and the music, it’s already perfect.”“So invite her?” I proposed.“But ... it’... my showcase. Mine and Angelique’s. Neither of us would be involved.”“Except for you and us to dance it.”“Yeah.”“Make her an extra special guest star choreographer,” Eva chimed in. “I’m sure spreading her work to the East Coast would not be something to be rejected. And it would inspire your own perfection, yours and Angelique’s.”“A co-production,” Lindy nodded.. Now your right hand is back under my skirt – but more visibly, as your left hand takes a grip of the hem and lifts it upward to reveal my plain pink cotton panties, which are cupped in your right hand. With a dextrous motion that takes me by surprise – hence my yelp – you slip two fingers inside my panties, gaining access from the leg opening and spearing adroitly into my slit, probing my labia apart and seeking the deep gorge in between.You rub me like this for perhaps a minute – which is not. She sees what i am trying to do and gets up (I realize it to late to react) and gets into the same position but in reverse. She slaps my stomach. "Your lucky slut I am trying to end this quickly for you, how about you let me degrade you but having you cum all over my fingers and have the match be over, or if you want I can kick your ass a little more before I grant you some mercy, you pick" She said loud so i could here over the chants. I spread my legs for her "The first one please" I say loud. I lead him to the stairs and, just in case, I made him go up the stairs first – my skirt may have been a little to short for safety!We had grabbed a coffee each from the machine and I ushered him to the new, clear desk. We started to run through his CV but I was not concentrating properly, the interview wasn’t flowing, it wasn’t him, he was charming – then I remembered what my boss had said about getting the interviewees to show some of the computer skills off so I asked James how he was on.