After the Happy Hour, some people went their separate ways, others would go back to someone's apartment to keep the party going. Some hooked up with ...each other, some kept their sex lives away from the office. But we always had a blast every weekend. Most of us in the clique had been working together for one to two years so we all knew each other pretty well.Michelle was the new girl. Michelle was a hottie with long dark brown, almost black, hair. She had a nice set of C-Cup tits and an ass. Like a little oasis amid the bipolar fracas of construction and decay.The campus was green, with many willow and poplar trees, lush foliage, violet and pink flowers dotted about its sprawling grounds.The buildings appeared sleek and modern, Taylor thought, at first, while being given a tour of the campus by the middle-aged gruff admin lady who’d received him upon his arrival to campus, the lady’s lips not moving much as she spoke and her conservative, long gray pleated dress and her. Breakfast is ready." "Gonna untie me?" "Silly man, you're free." He tried his arms and legs and sure enough he was no longer bound to the bed. He tried to pull her towards him, but Maria stood and walked to the door. She wore a tight silk robe showing her perfect figure. "Coming?" She quickly disappeared. He slowly sat up feeling a dull pain in his back and his shoulders were sore, but otherwise OK. Cum cracked on his chest and a slight wiff of sex hit his nostrils then he thought of the two. "He might agree to a full picture set. We can offer him a hundred and see if he'll do it."Rebecca pursed her lips in thought."Let's just ask him to do it as a favor to us," she said. "I don't mind parting with the money. It's not that. But I get the impression he would rather do things sometimes because, I don't know why."Leslie laughed."Because he's a really nice guy?" she offered. "And he wants to see us succeed almost as much as we want to succeed? That's my impression, at least." I guess.