Any sign of weakness or “being a girl” would allow them to take advantage of me, so as far as the job was concerned, I was the Domliest Dom of the...bunch, and they all knew it. I knew they referred to me as the “Ball Breaker.” I didn’t care. I got results. I was fair and I took good care of them. Everyone wanted to work on my projects. They were clean. I paid on time, and never haggled over price once we agreed on specifics. I loved what I did, and I was good at it. I laughed and joked with them. We shared our phone numbers, started casual messaging, sometime calling also. I took extra care to avoid direct talks when other staffs is with us, because some people already started teasing us. So we found phone is the best way for communication. That time I preferred duty from 7-3.30 but her duty was till evening 7. So after her duty, she usually calls me and we catches share auto to Aavadi, and there we drink coffee, channa masala or ice cream, something like that till her bus comes. It. I could only make two before I realized that I was backing up the line, and continued forward. My plate still had some room, so when I came up to a variety of different pizzas, I stacked a few slices on top of each other and made my way back to the table.My sisters were shocked with how much food was on my second plate while my mom just laughed. I opted for beef fajitas, and couldn’t help but moan in appreciation with my first bite. They were the best fajitas I’d ever had. The pizza was quite. I showed off, I admit; I started sucking two at a time, both in my mouth. Then I started blowing three of them simultaneously, and I got so many comments. They had a constant commentary going, it was so awesome. I love it when whoever I’m with really gets into it. They are so joyful and encouraging, and not just to me, but to each other. God, I love getting compliments for being a pro-slut. I told them all they could cum whenever they wanted just to let me know. I got my first to explode in my.