I walked up the stone steps to a massive front door and knocked.Angel opened the door after a few moments and I don’t know which of us was more surp...ised to see the other. I assumed there would be servants; she assumed I was anybody else other than me. We stared for several heartbeats the both broke out in a grin.“Deb! How did you... ? Why... ? I don’t know what to say!” Angel said.“You could start by inviting me in. It’s cold out here.”“Come in! God, it’s good to see you! It’s only been, what,. ' So, in an effort to not embarrass her, you do understand that the benefits that are provided and so enthusiastically accepted by you is private and never to be disclosed, even by innuendo.” “Oh yes, I fully understand our privacy practices policy and the importance of protecting this information.” “You may have also noticed over the last quarter that a lot of my time is spent out of the office, out of town actually. I have clients all over the state and in several of the surrounding states.. Her shorts were griped tight all around her bottom and inside, both of her two buttocks was going up and down like a pair of pistons. It looked great and I got very excited.In her front room she asked, “Would you like a coke ... or what?”“If it’s all the same to you, I’d like the what.”She smiled as I think she got my joke. “Good. Shall we go to my bedroom then?”“Please.”“Wait here then while I slip into something more comfortable.”A few minutes later she returned. I looked at her and she. Susan and Elaine came in, spotted Stan and Anne, and came over to sit."You're a little early aren't you?" asked Susan as she sat next to Anne, on the opposite side to Stan."No, not really, it just seems that way," replied Anne. "Stan asked the barman, apparently it's a slow week. It happens sometimes, he said."Elaine had overheard. "Yes, sometimes it can be really, really quiet in here, then another time it'll be really heaving. There doesn't seem to be rhyme or reason to it, it just works out.