“You come up here and I have the people listed for each team. Sort it out and see if you guys can’t make it work.”One of the women stated, “I�...�m not a guy.”“I know but you ladies are in the minority. When I’m talking to everyone here it would be foolish if I said, “Okay, girls let’s get to work. You women are overall are as good, or better than the men. Besides, everyone comes to work in jeans. Suffer with me on this if you would.” I stopped talking, thinking I was digging myself into a hole.. He edged past me literally rubbing against the far wall and then he ran-walked down the hall and out the door.My wife came out and looked at me. "Madigan—" she was apparently at a loss for words."I'll sleep in the guest room tonight," I said, sniffling. I couldn't help it; I was ready to break down into uncontrolled sobs. Someone who has never been at war and returned to what I returned to could not know the heartache, the sense of loss, that I was feeling at that moment."Madigan, I am so. If I remove the clamps do you agree to be my slave for the rest of the night??Britney knew that she’d be eating pussy for the first time tonight and that terrified her, but anything was better then the clamps. Besides she was in no position to refuse Donna anything, so she just nodded.Donna reached down and removed the left clamp from Britney. Britney shrieked in pain as it was removed. ?Lucky I didn’t take the ball gag out first? Donna laughed as she rubbed Britney’s nipple. ?I think we. ..Oh, lad, where the fuck are you? Why can't you be there? My hand is all wet and sticky, and I'm smearing my juice on my fingers, and rubbing my clit. Oh yeah...Sliding, feeling my hard nub... Circling with my fingertip like you circle with your tongue. I want your face between my legs right now, and I'm all open wide for you, and you aren't fucking there, you useless wanker. Oh, lad, I need your tongue flicking over me, licking up my lips and lapping up my wetness. My knickers have been wet.