I'm a glorified file clerk. My company does e-storage and most of the firms in the building use me for their archives. Most of the time, they can acce...s whatever they need. Occasionally, they email me and I send back whatever file they can't access on their own. On a periodic schedule, I backup their files. Works for me, works for them, everyone's happy.I used to spend 80% of my day playing video games. Now I watch homemade videos.It really did start by accident. There's a woman who works on. As Sophie made notes on her file, Abi took the opportunity to look around her room. She sat at a desk, on the wall behind which was a hypnotist’s spinning wheel. On the other side of the room there was a bed with a courtesy curtain around it and, on the opposite side of the room, a more casual couch with a chair beside it, all of which was pretty much what Abi had expected to see.As she finished making her notes, Sophie looked at Abi and said, “I must say you are a remarkably beautiful girl. I was speechless. "I'm going to need a minute to think," I said. Maybe I should just go back to County Seat and get my motorized tricycle, I though. That's when I thought about the the riding mower in parts on the floor of the hanger, the poor truck presumably all in pieces outside the shop. I had nothing mechanical except Wilson Honda to get me around. I had to make some decisions but in the funk I was wallowing in, they would most likely be the wrong ones. Of course I had enough money so that. She had taken the intelligent shot when she came up with the entire plan for the party, and the idea to make Janet, her best friend, and Becca, who I recruited to be our bang-secretary, as my wives. Three wives were all I was allowed. Sure I could fuck other women, but Alice put her foot down on me having a larger harem. That was fine with me. I loved Alice, and it was exciting knowing it was just the bimbo serum talking when she was eager to have kinky sex. It was the repressed Alice finally.
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