Out of all of us girlfriends she’s the “good girl” always polite, never drinks, doesn’t smoke, never cusses, she’s perfect. God, I hate her ...onight, did I mention that..? I started to see double, and I figured I was drunk enough to go home now; when the bar door opened up and in came two gorgeous men (well as far as I could tell) I knew they weren’t from around here, or else they would have picked a better bar. I instantly noticed that they were “paisanos” meaning they were. Are the vegetables tasting better?’ Margot teased. I blushed. ‘No. It’s the conversation. It’s the company.’ I’m terrible at maintaining small talk with women. I am exceptional at sincerity. I had better be. I’m very transparent. ‘I have to agree with you. This is the best lunch I’ve had since I got here. I have to get to class now but can we do this tomorrow?’ ‘Absolutely.’ ’12:30?’ ’12:30 it is.’ It didn’t occur to me until that evening that she had asked me for kind of a date. I quickly. All the other men sitting were clearly excited, only my work friend kept her head bent, not daring to look me in the eyes.Finally I just said' 'Of course he can, it would be my honer', and at that eased my skirt up over my waist, to reveal a pair of shear black silky see-though panties.I kept hold of my skirt and opened my legs sufficiently for the young boy to ease between, reach up and take hold of my knicker elastic, 'Slowly', his uncle barked, 'Show her pussy slowly to all', and all the men. I fit easily into the everyday routine of the governmental management and soon was promoted to head scribe for all special occurrences and incidents of noteworthy distinction. I took care of all births, marriages, deaths and prison sentences for major crimes against the realm. I also handled odd happenings such as the blocking of the sunlight, falling stars and creatures of unknown origin.My landlady at Hampshire manor was a noblewoman with the name of Godiva who had a reputation for protesting.