So, my name was a gift from them. I considered ita beautiful one, but always wondered how I came up with it. Now, I knewit was my parent's unknowing... gift. I said, "Did you have a middle namefor me?" They said, "No, we figured we would work that out later. Now,you can choose."Although I had never thought a lot about it, I immediately said, "Lynn, Iwant that to be my middle name. It just feels completely natural for somereason. But, as much as I want this to be real, I have to look at. Robby sat there with the stunned look of a pole-axed steer, his mouth hanging open in shock and disbelief. He could almost see his mother winding up for the pitch."So. Robby. Who is this darling young lady, and why have I never heard of her before?" she queried, her voice rising to end on a high note.Robby closed his mouth while his fevered mind ran through every possible answer that would keep him out of trouble with the females present. He was coming up blank. Elaina winked at him, then. Searching for the non-existent panties. You get your confirmation but your hand lingers... fingers exploring my cunt. I am trying not to moan... it sounds loud in the empty office. I am wet. You pull your hand out and lick your fingers... and with one swift movement you pull me off the desk... and turn me over. My hands are free again, but this time you bind them behind me with your tie and then make me bend over your desk. You ask me to spread my legs, and push my skirt up to my waist to. I slid my thumb along its fullness toward the nipple. I could hear her breath quicken as I made contact. Love, and anger, hurt and desire, my mind was a jumble of emotions. I felt it spinning out of control and I latched onto the first one I could. Desire. I turned my face into her, as my hands worked at the buttons of her blouse. Her breathing became more erratic and little gasps escaped her lips. In my drunken darkness all I knew was the need that burned within me. My passion built as I.