Enhance my... culpability... this hereday!"Everyone laughed, but Roger said, "Hold on. That was at least three, ifnot four or five big words! Gratitud...e, enhance, culpability? Maybeallowing? Express? Gratitude?"Mom laughed too and said, "You should be more careful, Jasmine. But let'sjust call that one strike, since they were all in the same sentence.Though, next time, we might not be so generous."My eyes lit up. I didn't want to stop there. So, with a big smile on myface I said, "That's fucking. The tee shirt she had on could not cover her huge black ass, she had some smooth caramel thighs, and I could see her nipple poking out of her shirt. I tried my best to act as if I did not notice her. I was setting at the table sending emails to clients, when she walked over and set down in my lap. She looked me in the eyes and said that she wanted to make love. Tamika began to French kiss me with a lot of passion; it took the both of us a while to catch our breath. I picked her up and carried. Recruiting offices are now information centres and first contact venues, and we are charged with just getting the usual information from an applicant: level of education, type of background, and that sort of thing, before passing them onto an Assesment Centre However, it was decided that each interviewer of a possible recruit should be able to give their assessment of him/her, the criterion being – would you want that person alongside you in a trench?"He gave a slight snort of amusement. "Of. We were driving home. Work was pretty tame. I just did my work and thought about Randy. Ya know, the usual. Randy was listening to sports radio as he always does on our drives home. I was taking selfies. I like sports, but not enough to hear some random guy yell about it for 4 hours. Randy loves it, and I love him, so I deal with it. Aren’t I great?I had a question, though. One that I knew would throw my man off his game a bit. “How come we never use condoms?” “Hmm?” “How come we never use.