“Makeup!”The only thing I remembered seeing plastered on her face in the last dozen whiteins was of my own making. Judging by Marina and Dakota’...s excitement they had really craved girlying up. I shrugged grabbed Mel around the hips.“No testing gear?” Mel looked up at me from the laminated manifest she was looking over. “You alright, Brian?”“I am now that I have my favorite strawberry blonde.” I lifted her up and waded into the grotto water and set her ass down on the edge of one of the rocky. I got to my desk by 8:30. (My job starts at 9:30.)And minutes later, over the Wall St news wires, came the first shocking news: A jet flew into the North Tower of the World Trade center!At this point, it was simply an incredible shock, although my mouth went dry as adrenalin choked me up. There had been plenty of foreign planes off course over the years and some of them had actually come close to hitting something, but they were all in minimal to zero visibility. Today, there wasn't a cloud in. I quickly covered my mouth."Oh it's okay honey, it happens," Ms. Arthur reassured me.Michael made his arms straight, so he wouldn't fall through my cleavage,and then he stuck there. He was pressing down pretty hard on them, andsquishing them. But my boobs and bra were strong enough to hold them."Oh my god! This actually works!" I said."Now try walking around and sitting," she said.I walked around the room and sat down. Surprisingly, Michael stayed in mycleavage, quiet as could be."Great. Now. “Oh no, we got him to agree not to tell anyone else, not even his other prepper friends. He reluctantly agreed because we told him we would not tell him any more stories about our work. He friggin’ loves stories of everyday office life. He is a little weird. Don’t worry, though. You’ll like him just fine.”“So what is his story anyway? Why would he help us?”“Well, I asked him that very question,” George responded. “You wanna know what he said?” Tim nodded yes.“Family is family and, when his.