"Before you ask her, though, you should talk to your father," my mother told me."Why?" I asked."Well, I think he wants to give you some advice," she e...plained.Later that night, after my father came home, I told him my plans to ask Gemma out."My son is growing up," he said with a smile."Dad!" I complained."That's OK," he told me. "But I'd ask that you wait a month or so to ask her out." Why?" I asked. I didn't think that I was patient enough to put this off a month, now that I had decided to do. We had casual talks never flirtatious or out of ordinary. Happened to be the last in the office once with her.We work for different teams on the same floor, was wrapping up & got up to go, saw her sitting with a tensed face.Walked up to her & asked what’s bothering her, apparently, she lost a document & didn’t know what to do, she had to process it since we were on Thursday & it was weekend eve. Walked over & told her to get the supporting documents, having worked in the dept I could work my. "So Im hoping that the spit wont piece your intestines and ruin any of that stuffing you got inside you now" Stacey added as we strapped Molly to the spiting jig and Jason went to get the spit, the whole time the rest of the guests had worked themselves into a sexual torture orgy their were girls all over the place is different stages of bondage and dismemberment some girls had by this time died from their tormentors abuse by having their throats slit or having been gutted by overly eager men. I was having so much fun, I think if Jay would have asked me to stop that I would not have been able to. I finally did tell Jay, and he went to the restroom again so he could get a look at what was showing. He came back from the restroom, and told me that he couldn't see much, just all of my hair, and just a the top part of my pussy crack. Now I was even more excited. I told Jay I wanted to give him a better look, so I went to the restroom. I started to get out of my chair, and I moved one leg.