I had decided that was about the limit of what I could successfully care for, both in terms of the personal attention I would be able to give, and the... funding that I would be able to currently commit to.We called each extension a modular one, because they would each be run as independent entities, except that they would all be under the same corporate umbrella, Kansas Communities for Children. I really believed that twenty-four kids, grouped together, was the optimum cut off point. With. ....I got up from my desk, which was set in front of Mr. Smith's door, infull view of all of the whole office. It was an old steel 1950s styledesk with a lamp, intercom, phone, and typewriter (yes typewriter!) onwhich I spent my day typing up memos and emails which I then passed on tohis executive assistant who scanned them in and sent them out (and woe tome if there was a typo or misspelling!) I wasn't allowed to use acomputer since becoming his secretary. He even took my cell phone. My nerves faltered as I retreated into the bathroom at the end of the corridor, staring at herself in the full-length mirror there.With my long shimmering hair down around my bare shoulders, I found myself sensual.My eyes drank in the sight of my proudly erect, creamy-skinned breasts, crowned with two large russet nipples - my narrow waist - my softly curved hips. The silken tangle of my golden pubic hairs was shining and gleaming with my excitement, the lips of my pussy looked unusually cute,. " Jim was caught off guard and wanting to say noand run away, but something took over, maybe it was the weed mixed withthe few drinks he had. Jim reached over and took Rodge's cock in hishand. The pure weight of it was more than Jim thought it would be, hejust watched as the urine poured out the tip, his tongue flicked againsthis lower lip and he let out a moan as his cock now stood at fullattention. As the flow stopped, Jim didn't want to let go. "I thought youwould like that, why don't you.