A in fear that some meat-girl farmer would find her and decide to sell her or roast her. After some time she had to sit and rest, she was coming up on... one of those meat-girl farms, I guess I can hide out in their barn and get some sleep I will be out of here before the morning milking she thought to herself as she climbed into the cow-girl barn and found a large pile of hay to sleep in. But she was wrong. Morning came and went and she was still asleep, when she finally came too she was no. I am still unsure, but I think I can take the challenge. How about you, Paulie?”“Challenges? You know how much I *LOVE* challenges!”“Guess you are accepting our offer to work with us…”, Victor commented,“I have a feeling we are all going to get along good there and be very successful”, smiled the blackhaired mature.“Believe in Pauline when she says that, because when she says…”, Lydia remarked.****With six people aboard, they gathered together again two days later at Victor and Chris place for. "I talked to my father and told him about the two of you. Our organization may have a position for you. My dad has authorized me to offer you a job, contingent on his final approval." I could see they were ready to interrupt. "No, hold on; let me tell you what we're talking about. We deal with a lot of clients, vendors, federal and state offices; there are conventions, sales meetings, out of town trips with various groups. We are looking for a couple of hostesses. It's a public relations sort. I returned to her and told her he was on his way. I could tell just by looked at her she had probably just creamed her panties at the thought.So we get back to our apartment and Dough showed up shortly after. She asked me to roll a joint and as soon as I started she was pawing at his crotch trying to get his cock out. He took his pants off and sat back on the couch and she sucked his cock while him and I smoked a joint. "She's pretty worked up tonight isn't she?" He said to me. "Yeah, she was.