What kind of people would sit and watch crap like this instead of having a real job?Losers.And there I was, right in the middle of them, part of my ow...n crowd.And I wasn’t prepared for what would turn out to be the passion that gripped me when I sat down in a nice padded theater seat and was handed freshly popped popcorn. There was another one of those perky people there who waited on us hand and foot while we watched pilot episodes of all kinds of new TV shows.Remember how surprised I was at. She wasn't made for a home office: all too often she ended up fantasizing and, instead of the keyboard, she was touching herself. She opened a second window and went to her favorite porn and erotic stories site. Soon she was far away from Excel and PowerPoint and delved into her own world. Slowly, she became wet again. Her fingers wandered quietly down to her crotch.Stella wasn't completely focused on her work either. Her mind was meandering back to last night. How they tried to keep their. One in particular was fated to wake the day he reappeared. Her name was Minako, a Japanese college student with long, flowing, red hair. Her eyes were a bright green and she was... well, she was her own person. She wasn't the best student, but she made do. She wasn't a full on athlete, but she made sure to get in some activity every week or so. But that was probably because her C cup breasts felt like way more to handle for her five foot tall, skinny frame. She had hips, but barely an ass,. .Finally I parked at a fine house in an upper class neighborhood. I told Ana she could come inside; it should only take ten minutes. I mentioned Jim was my client’s name and he was a nice fellow. He had a very nice swimming pool at the backyard. Ana could sit outside by the pool with a drink if she wanted while I conducted business inside with Jim.I rang the doorbell and a maid answered. I asked her if my wife could wait at the pool. The lady said led Anita to the pool and brought her a drink..