I pressed it flat up against his belly, feeling his pulse against my palm, my own just as fast.“You’re going to get me fired,” he growled, turni...g me around and shoving me against the copier, lifting my skirt high. I never wore pantyhose anymore, just old-fashion stockings and garters, so he could have easy access whenever he liked.“Ryan! No!” I protested when his finger probed my ass instead of my pussy, using all my abundant wetness to shine that puckered hole. “Don’t you dare!”“Oh but I do.”. . and she is wearing your clothes." That's pretty remarkable. I didn't even feel you getting them off... nor the trap door opening. How'd you do that?" Tut tut tut, my boy. Magician's code, y'know." Well, OK. But can I have my clothes back? I have to catch an early plane tomorrow." Oh, don't worry about that. Nothing to concern you. My assistant has a few clean-up chores upstairs first." While he was speaking, he had begun rummaging in a huge trunk across the room. Then he turned around. I figured that working this way would leave the four floors fully operational except for the very last day when I would cut the power to the old system and reconnect it to the new; Fine in theory.So the first day, I began carrying tools and materials up to the top floor, when I reached the second floor I saw two women leaning against their respective door frames chatting. They soon noticed me and stopped chatting watching me come towards them hands full of electrical gear. As I approached,. I said it enough times today already.”“You can’t say it enough.”She sits down in my lap and starts eating my onion rings.“I guess if you are going to eat mine, I should eat yours.”“NO”She pushes her’s out of reach.“You know, tomorrow is Sunday.”“So?”“It would normally be Moira’s turn to wake me up, but she will be at church instead. That means it is your day.”“Ya”“Why wait till morning to crawl in my bed?”“Well, Master, I think you have a point.”“If I am your master, I guess that means you are.