Still, I couldn't ask someone else to do it. Kate would volunteer without much input from her chip, Helen and Tracy would volunteer because of the chi...ps, Dr. Song wasn't an option since she was crazy enough to want the helmet on in the first case, and Jeremy like any sane individual would refuse.Looking at the computer monitor I sighed and slowly lowered the thing on my head. For once I was being careful, the door to the basement was locked and Dr. Song was in the back room doing whatever it. You held your phone in hand but angled it so that it wasn't blatantly obvious you were recording anything. A bell chimed as the door opened.To your surprise (and mild disappointment) the foyer actually looked pretty... Normal. Not extravagant or nice, mind you, instead it was just shockingly regular for an average motel lobby. The beige walls had occasional paintings of abstract art that were surprisingly well done. Spotting the edges of the room were chairs, coffee tables, and a few potted. One afternoon, I was working in the computer room when there was a knock on the door. With the door closed, the computer room was completely private, but that also meant that I could not see who it was. I opened the door, and saw Carol standing there. She was a customer support rep and we had often argued in the past about what her computer was capable of. Despite our differences though, she was sexy as hell, especially dressed the way she normally was. Today was no exception, with a little. After a while I had found herself drawn to this great looking guy who had danced with me several times. I liked the way he held me to him tightly on the slow dances and the feel of his cock half hard against me. Ihad to fight to not lead him outside to the bushes. Then I noticed Joy in a tight clinch on the floor with this other great looking guy I had also danced with a couple of times. As I watched briefly the guys hand dropped to her cute ass on top of the mini skirt. I smiled to myself.