So this is our copy of his protest to Canberra." Do I need to worry about it?" I wouldn't think so." Chaz?" No. I think he's safe, too. But there's so...ething in his cover letter that Kevin might be able to use." Sould I read it? Or can to tell me?" You read the letter. I come in later and tell you what I think." OK." I went to my office and began going through the messages. Most went directly into the trash. I began thinking about Weena and how good she looked in maternity clothes. I guess I'd. Here’s how it came about. I was on a night out acting my usual flirty slutty self with a bunch of people from where I work.. The crowd I was with were starting to disperse, I’d cockteased a few of the guys in the crowd earlier and had a few French kisses while the guys rubbed my tits and pussy through my clothing, though I did let one of them slip my thong to one side and dip a finger into my dripping cunt….cheeky bastard brought me off fingering my pussy while his thumb circled my clit…I held. Would you mind sitting on my lap?”‘Ok, I’ll sit on your lap. But if it gets too uncomfortable I want to stop at a rest stop.” I said looking at Steve my husband. He agreed. “Ok, let’s get our showers so we can get on the road.”My shower didn’t take long. Since I would be sitting on my sons lap for five hours, I wanted to wear something real comfortable. My jeans would be too tight. Plus it was too hot to wear them. I looked in my closet. As I was going though my clothes I found a summer dress I. At the back of the room four hooded women stood, shackled and silent.I started off with a short presentation summarising some of the things that I felt we'd not been good at previously, particularly the whole thing around not responding to customer needs. I gave them a short case study on the way we were becoming more interactive; using the project that we'd done for the Kalinin's son. If nothing else I thought it might help drum up some more custom acquisition work that way and some of them.