"Hey! Come back here!" he yelled after her, but he gave a half-heartedchase and quit after a few moments. "Bitch!" he screamed, "You'll beback, mark m... words!"Nikki kept running. She ran through the forest of giant TV screens (orwas it a different one?) knocking one of them off its stand. She heardit crash to the ground behind her.She sidestepped a pair of bodybuilder types locked in a passionateembrace, then suddenly found herself on the periphery of the largestgroup of orgiastic bedlam she. I don'tcare who the writer is as long as the content is good. The writer could bea man, woman, straight, gay, or your special case," the boss said."Thanks," Sam said confused."You will have to undergo a sexual harassment class sometime this week. Itcontinues to be our policy that there be no office romances or sexualharassment of any kind," the boss said reading from a script."Sure," Sam agreed."There is a dress code for men that is to be followed. Nice suit," theboss continued. "I think. Basically, we were going to break a lot of bones, but we were not going to kill anybody we didn't have to. Again, I was trying to make an impression on the gang. We discussed the merits of crushing their testicles, but we had not decided on that by the time we got to the address that we had been given. Well, we would see how things turned out before making the final decision on what to do with their balls.This was a two-story building and the gang was hanging out on the second floor. We entered. Deb whispered to her, “We just got married last month and we’ve been going all over town, making love in public. I get so excited, Lucien has to cover my mouth, I get so many orgasms back to back.”“I don’t blame you, Hon. If I had a body like yours, I’d get naked, find me a hard cock to sit on and fuck in public too.”“Then, I hope your husband does fall asleep soon. You could join Lucien and me.”“OMIGOD - You crazy girl! But, if I was twenty years younger, I would be tempted. You’d laugh like.