Whitney called to us from a nearby table. She introduced us to her husband before we took our seats. "Brian and Paige, I'm so glad to see you both her...e. This is my husband, Harold. Please call me Janice."We shook hands with Harold. Like Nadine's husband, he was older than Janice. His hands were massive, his shoulders broad, and his skin was dark from spending too much time in the sun.I helped Ms. Kindle with her chair. On the table were bottles of wine, wine glasses, plastic dishes, and lobster. I always stopped her before I came though. Cumming in my pants would have just made a mess I didn’t want to have to go home with. When I got home though, I would always jack-off thinking about her touching me. We had been together for over a year now and the Honda had been replaced with a Nissan pickup. I was now on the lookout for remote locations where we could park for a while and be alone. I kept a blanket behind the seat that we would lay out in the bed of the truck and our heavy petting. Then I got into bed and she climbed in with me.I just had to say, “Tim said that he ran into you the other day.”Fergie said, “Tim Smith? That bastard! He got me drunk, took me home, and took advantage of me. Talk about date rape. That bastard cut a hole in my panties and fucked me in them. All the while he was fucking me he kept yelling at me to bark like a dog. Finally I did it just to shut him up. I was so glad that he was gone when I woke up in the morning. I sure didn’t want him fucking me. It seems that the employees are familiar with the system and what’s required to properly use it. Thanks for doing an excellent job in training them on the system’s nuances.”“Your employees are pretty sharp and seem to understand how to use the system program. The younger employees adapt quicker than the older employees but that is to be expected since they have grown up with computers.”“Gee, here I thought I was having problems in learning to use the system because it was something new and now.