She grabbed some paper towels tearing off a big chuck to help dry her head.Phil was chuckling as they shared the fact, “Why would somebody do this k...nd of destruction?”“I hope we’ll find out tonight,” Nancy said.Back at Lockheed“Shall we get started?” Kevin asked. The room quieted.A man came in the door. He could have been Benjamin Franklin, “May I join your meeting?” His English was similar to what people spoke over two hundred years ago.Jenny tried to suppress a giggle.Lord Heat looked to his. Everyone turned and looked at Mandy. "Sorry," she said. "Just ignore me."Dianne continued. "No, you're right of course, Mandy. That's the obviousexplanation. But here's the strange thing. He wouldn't let anyone see hisface. He wore a beanie, pulled down low, and had a scarf across his face.They almost called security on him. He said to Brian--that's who he spoketo--that he couldn't risk being caught on any cameras. Brian said he seemedscared." Dianne paused to let this sink in, then continued.. "What did we do?" I asked, still in shock. ''Mike, I didn't plan this." Neither did I. I thought they were getting us to fuck because you were my official date." I paused. "But Maria knew. how did she know?" I think I told her at Halloween. We got to know each other in their office, after. They didn't mind that I was under aged, they kinda figured it out. Then we talked about family, and I think I mentioned you. They never let on that you worked for them." "But why then? Why if they knew?" I. She didn’t mind those degrading episodes, because she tended to use the new contacts a lot more than they used her, all things considered. Besides, she was a master at manipulating the pricks better than most and she used her physical assets to her advantage at every opportunity.Sally, the newly hired editor from New Jersey, handed her the perfectly prepared promised latte and Angela patted her nicely padded ass to show she appreciated her excursion into the unwashed herd of common folk to help.