You look lovely in that dress." Thank you. It was made for me."Regine smiled and patted the sofa next to him. Paul gathered up thelong skirt of his ...dress and sat next to the beautiful boy."Ah, Victor," said Sir Roger, "Like me, Regine is smitten! Let's sitdown and eat."Victor smiled and joined his friend on the sofa opposite. All fourwere served more champagne, and Paul tossed his back, as did Regine.The two boys could not keep their eyes off each other. Regine leantforward and kissed Paul. It was very straight forward as it unfolded. So goddamn sexist. So frickin friggin typical of a male power play dominated workplace. Every rule broken and then some more in every known employee’s code that on paper protects young women from predatory males in the workplace.I knew before I went in the big boss’s son’s office on the top floor I was in job security free-fall. He was the employment manager. Well what a laugh he was also the secretary pussy manager: as I had heard. A real sod too at. The room reeked of sex, acrid and primeval. We both went back to the bed and languidly laid down, our bodies resting against each other. John and Chris eventually came back with a round of drinks. We chatted for about half an hour, John and Yvonne talked about sex, about the group sex they had had at various times and with various people, and how they had fantasised about us joining in with them. John asked me rather ineloquently whether "I took it up the ass." I nodded and he smiled.Yvonne. ...hands an mouth never idle they always stay busy...fluent in clitorish....labia minora an majora...rub ya skin with my beard to see if your tickleish explorein....it s not about me its all about you...losein control from the knowledge I bring you..to other levels..gonna be a lot of 1st times with me from what he s doin to you not just your body but also ya mind...picasso ya back with beard strokes up an down ya spine..ya hips ..ya thighs ... Nibble the inside of ya arm as I look into your.