--On the short drive to the cabin, Faith had realized Agent R had beenflirting with her. Poor guy probably didn't know I used to be a guy shethought.... She could admit to herself that he was good looking, he wasprobably in his late 20s. Not all that much older than she had been,before the change that is, now she looked like she was still in highschool. He had brown hair and was fairly muscular. Not body builderhuge, but still strong. Plus he seemed like a nice guy. Agent S on theother hand. One thing was sure: if Megan was fertile at all that day, she would conceive for certain from the gang-bang likely to continue.“Okay, Nick, buddy, go for it! Fuck the hell out of Megan and give it to her good!” I instructed the owner of the banquet hall, glad for the chance to reward him a bit.The twice-divorced banquet hall proprietor was quite eager to claim his prize and Megan looked up to him with a lustful leer, her body shaking and squirming from her growing passion, her heated desire to. " Get more," Albert said. "And then take it to Mike. He'll want to review the draft before we pitch it." I'm on it," Monica said. She scribbled that into an already full notepad to make sure she didn't forget."Good, I'm meeting Steve Casssels for an early lunch, be back around one," Albert said, grabbing his coat."Oh, and Albert?" Monica said."Yes?" Albert said stopping just outside of Monica's office."Next Tuesday is Nude Secretaries Day," Monica said. "You asked me to remind you." I haven't. Your hands are on my thighs, nails digging in. I move to your left, doing the same. I then go to each nipple and tug. Hard; pinching, squeezing, pulling. I bend down and kiss each nipple, wrapping my lips around one and sucking, the other I pinch. I lightly bite, slowly getting harder, licking occasionally. I move down and straddle your thighs again.I run my hands over your breasts, down to your rib cage, trailing my nails over, leaving red marks in their wake. Pressing on your rib cage, I lift.