The fun part about being a boss is all the secretaries who suck at their jobs offer their bodies for trade. Not a bad place to be in. Over the years, ... have had sex with several of my secretarial staff. The funny thing is, they all know that so and so is banging the boss. All the little nymphs are in competition to woo the boss to like them.I’ve had my share of little sluts. I’ve had the kind of secretaries that wear very revealing clothes and like to be bent over my desk and fucked like a. She let go, and then threw back her head with a deep moan. Phillip was sliding into her, pushing into her body. He was fucking her. Growing up, Elizabeth’s father had been absent more than he was present, and she had the most wonderful memories of him. Guiltily, she remebered fantasies she used to have, back when she was even younger than Claire, when she first learned to masturbate. When she would imagine that it was her handsome father fucking her. If he hadn’t died, Elizabeth wondered if she. She looked across the street seeing the sign over the saloon that read Miss Tessie's Place.She smiled and headed to the saloon. She walked through the swinging saloon doors and looked around. The first person she spotted was a younger version of her grandma. She walked up to her."Excuse me, ma'am," said Emma."Yes, what can I do for you, young lady?" asked Tess.She thought quickly and answered, "I'm in need of work." You can be our new saloon girl in charge of the poker game. But we have to. He glanced up at his buds, Freddie (the Frog) and Pasquale (the Possum). They had stopped their eternal bitching about how humans were the only animals not required to have alliterative names. From their usual spot on the lowest limb of a nearby cypressand were silently studying this phenomenon. No one ever said humans were smart, thought Bronson, but he hadn’t gotten where he was by taking them for granted. Maybe the humans were going to fish for crappie. But that didn’t seem likely. Even the.