After a bit of dry stroking my dick was feeling raw so I stopped and Rick ask what was wrong, I told him it was dry and he tole me spit would help and...bent over and spit on me, of corse most of it went all over me and missed my dick, he started laughing as I was wiping off the spit, he grabbed a bottle and said this was better, he but some in his hand and rubber it on his dick and then said he had to much and reached over and grabbed my dick, I just set their not really knowing what to do, he. The music started and the office was now officially closed until after Christmas. My boss, James came over bearing glasses and full bottle of champagne."Hi beautiful," he slurred, I could tell he's had a few drinks too."I think I'll do your review this evening," he chuckled.He's been threatening to do it for some weeks now and making some suggestive remarks on how I can improve my ratings."Perhaps we can find some quite place later," I giggled feeling my unfettered bust jiggle under my dress.. "No shit? I'd like to fuck that bitch", Mia said in a tone that meant business. Knowing Mia, she was going to set something up. I wouldn't have long to wait.My last vacation weekend started normally enough. No sooner than I had got back from the store when I heard someone bagging on my front door. I went to the door to see who the hell was banging on my door and it was Maggie. I opened the door and before I could say anything, Maggie barges in. "I know you're fucking my daughter, asshole", she. Hollywood took me to a doctor for treatment. Unbeknownst to the doctor or I, I am extremely allergic to an antibiotic, the very one that was prescribed to me. Take one, three times a day. After two I did nothing but vomit and sleep.Hollywood recognised this as abnormal behaviour and carried me immediately to a nurse friend for advice. He put me down on the porch and rang the bell. A man answered, saw me and said, "Hang on. Candy!!!" I knew it was a man because of his well-polished black loafers.