The halls were empty. My eyes went squinty with suspicion. There was no way I was late. I glanced at my watch to make sure and I was right on time. Wa...s it "daylight savings" time or some shit like that? I thought that was in March or something. Hmmm. I walked down the halls toward the office. I hated being in there because of the mental trauma suffered at the hand of Lecter while inside, but I had to get to the bottom of this. I pulled open the wooden door and Olga, the hot blonde secretary. I threw the phone to the floor, finally able to express my truefeelings. "Fuck you Joy," I screamed.A question occurred to me - why hadn't either of the girls saidanything about the fact that I looked five years younger? Claire mightnot have seen, but Abby had looked right at me while we had coffee.Maybe it wasn't as obvious as I thought.I put on one of my new bikinis - they still fit well enough - and thena t shirt and some cute white cut offs and headed to the beach. Aftersome searching I. I picked up Tom at the time we had agreed upon, my panties already getting wet from the thoughts of the fun ahead of me. As I drove we talked about how things weren going at college. Tom’s left hand reached over and massaged my shoulder a bit. He then let his hand drift down to graze the side of my breast, cupping underneath and gently fondling it, he mentioned how much he had missed me. His hand came to rest on my right leg, a few inches below my pulsing with excitement pussy and above the hem. "Mikey, you talk to much."I shut up. She then took my hand in hers, pulled me out of my chair, and then began tugging me deeper into the office. At this point I noticed the time. It was past six o'clock, and the floor was deserted. She led me directly into our boss' office, and shut the door. She spun me around and planted me in one of the wing chairs."Now let's see if we can't get you relaxed." Francine stepped back and began to give me a sexy striptease. First she pulled out a clip in her.