”Huh? I’d been Assistant Account Exec on Gibraltar far longer than Ms. Sloane had even been at BB.“What’s the primary goal of our Gibraltar So...p campaign?”“Sell more soup!” Easy one.Ms. Sloane seemed to sigh and settle down inside herself. If you know what I mean.“Birdie.”“Yes ma’am.”“You do know that soup represents less than five percent of Gibraltar’s net revenue.”“Huh?”Why call it Gibraltar Soup?“I’m sure you realize that once they bought a fleet of delivery trucks in 1996, they created a. I stopped abruptly and pulled my shirt up over my head giving them a real show. I got cheers, some far off female jeers and a few dollars thrown my way. Soon the song finished and I jumped off the bar a happy woman. I was out of breath, with a grin from ear to ear. Damn I should change my profession, hee. I got so many drinks thrown my way you’d swear that when I flashed them I didn’t have a bra on. Damn men are strange as all hell. My friend Shelly grabbed my arm ever so swiftly and hauled me. Rachel layed me back and began to rub my hard flat belly as she stroked the insides of my thighs with her other hand, moving ever closer to my now sopping pussy. I could feel her light touch on my cunt lips as her fingers gently massaged my outer lips pushing them back to expose my now throbbing erect clit. I drew in my breath as Rachel descended on my cunt spreading my legs and opening my pussy as she slowly ran her tongue over my open lips and then found my hard button. Her licking soon. Great!! I opened the door to see a very large black man standing there. He explained to me that he was here to pick up the car. I told him that I would do anything to keep this car, and I mean anything. The man was about 6'7, he was huge and I would say in his fifties. There was another black man with him, he was just as big but younger, early 40's. they both looked at each other and smiled. The man said "do you mean anything?" I said "anything" and let the two men in. The man said his name.