She was sleeping on a big chair , her right leg spread over the arm of the chair , she had a small piercing on her nose and a silver chain over her ne...ck , her duppatha had fallen on the floor and hence was not doing its duty of covering her cleavage , legs spread , showing a nice cleavage and sleeping like a sexy princess , I stood rooted to the spot for about 5 minutes admiring her beauty , suddenly I heard footsteps down the corridor and I woke up from my trance , I resumed my journey towards. ." I groaned dissapointingly as I found the doorway too slim for the chair to fit through. I sat back down on it dejectedly. What was I to do.Suddenly my eyes clasped onto the potted shrub of a plant in the corner of my boss's office."Perfect!" I thought as I lumbered the chair over towards it. I wasn't thinking of what would happen if she found out, my bladder was too impatient.I pulled my skirt and thong down, and with some awkward shifting around, I was able to squat over the heavy white. People in her part of the world tended to think of a hundred mile trip as a journey of a lifetime. Well, maybe not quite that extreme. Still, they didn’t travel easily. Emily had taken a bus home for Christmas and again rode the Greyhound back for the new year. She had repeated the ride when school ended for the summer.When she arrived back home her family was, of course, glad to see her. Her friends from high school still acted as they previously had as did others in the area. Yet somehow. Her hair was sc****d back and tied in a high top pony tail identical to mine. With our colourful hairs we contrasted perfectly. She smiled a very sexy smile and said in an almost whispered tone."You're pierced nipples are truly a thing of sexual beauty!" she smiled, almost purring as she looked at my large firm breasts, shimmering in my skin-tight white top.I smiled back her, feeling myself blush slightly."My own pierced nipples don't show as prominently as yours!" she giggled scooping her left.