Because he was an employee, and she as well, he had to keep his dick in his pants when on the job premises. His position amongst the company was harde..., he couldn’t just walk around trying to bang chicks and say, “Woe is me.” if he got fired for it, not like the regular employees could. He had to keep his hands clean and watch his composure, anything stupid from his actions could send a rippling effect through his entire family, through the whole corporation, and they were dead set on keeping. At this point they both started tickling me. While Diana was tickling my feet, David was tickling my neck with one hand and started to grope my breasts with the other. It happened a couple more times that night but I just brushed it off assuming he was too young to be having sexual thoughts especially for his cousin so it must have been an accident. By the end of the night we had all tired ourselves out and the three of us passed out in my bed. By the time I woke up the next morning it was just. Then she went to Jefri's room on the floor below hers. She took the stairs."Jefri, open the door. I must speak with you," she implored, pitching her voice so that she sounded like frightened girl. The door opened and a half-drunk Jefri peered owlishly at her while he rocked unsteadily on his heels. Mandy sighed with relief when she saw that there was no one else there. She slipped into the room and locked the door."Thank heaven, you're alone," she announced.Jefri read meanings that didn't exist. Her once wild eyes and her defiance were now reduced to the self-pity and some realisation of what lay in store for her and I watched this poor wretch sobbing uncontrollably still unable to communicate properly. The technicians and cameramen had left their equipment where it lay and were sitting around a huge rough old industrial table in the far section of the apartment. I could hear Mr Craggy-face face addressing them, then passing around each man a clipboard of what I assumed were some kind.