Sue took a deep breath and sighed as she walked up the aisle in front of Tommy. She wondered why he lagged behind her. She glanced back and realized t...he problem that her young date had. She had to restrain herself from looking back at her son a second time. Suddenly, it was like she was in high school again. It brought back so many fond memories with Tommy's father.The ride home was very quiet. Tommy couldn't believe what had happened in the theater. It was like a dream. Damn, he practically. Monique had purposely drawn it out to make certain Kevin got enough wine and after dinner drinks to deaden his inhibitions. She didn't want him too alert tonight, particularly in the beginning of the party. Her timing had to be very good to pull this thing off and she couldn't afford to have him get too moralistic on her and want to leave before she could put her little plan into action.An attendant took their coats at the door and Kevin followed Monique into the large salon. As he adjusted his. There were other girls and women standing facing the wall outside different offices, like the floor manager, the clothing rack manager, the cleaning manager, the HR manager. Some were waiting for their monthly anal or oral review, others for a cunt inspection. For the females that corporate owned, their mouth, anus and cunt belonged belong to WWP and so the three holes had be properly maintained with regular inspections.A male voice: “Miss Buxom! Get your ass in here!”It was Mr Jackson. Miss. As the President had ordered, the male faculty members bowed and the first one or two offered to shake the Princess’s hand, but that was ignored, and the female members tried to make a curtsey, with varying degrees of success. Sharifa passed quickly along the line, speaking to no one, as if she were inspecting a guard of honour...When the ceremony finished Sharifa was ushered inside the main building, flanked by her guards, leaving the media a little disappointed they had not been given a.