. you know, girls? In the first place. I mean, just the thought of kissing another girl sort of makes me want to puke. And you look so beautiful, like... a model or something. Not like a biker broad, or whatever they call them. Dikes." Thank you." So, how did you?" Don't you think that's kind of personal?" Just curious."It didn't make me puke, let's put it that way." Obviously. Did you go right ahead and do it, right after the first kiss? Was she another, you know... like you? Did she want to go. Something about the name triggered a dim memory, but not enough to grasp. I asked him if there was anything else, and he remarked that he would be very, very happy if she met our requirements. I got the feeling that it meant getting her and the EEOT types out of his hair and into mine. We conducted the first interview in the main meeting room, with a dour looking VA representative present. The interview was short, and to the point. I remained professional throughout, and thanked the individual. You’re not even sure they did fuck, so you feel your mother’s pussy and smell your fingers. Then you taste your fingers and it turns you on. Ross is lying there watching you and asks you to touch his cock. You do and to be sure, you lean over and lick his cock. You like the way it tastes and feels. He loves the way it feels and wants to see your pussy and lick it.”“Then what would I do?”“You’d get so excited that you’d want to take your clothes off and let him see you. He’s never seen you naked. Pull the chain from your nipples every so often.Imagine me biting them, licking them. Slowly fucking your pussy making you go crazy. I love watching you when you cum. I will be home soon and enjoy my wife all night long; you may need to call in sick Thursday. Clean up and sleep soundly. You know what to do tomorrow morning when you wake up. Wednesday morning instructions: Good morning. I come home today and cannot wait. I bet you did not expect to have any more instructions did you? I just can.