It seemed like a good idea to keep moving. The voices in my head agreed ... keep moving.Getting the crew together, I put it to them.“I’m getting w...eird...” I started.“You can say that again,” from one of the girls. And everybody nodded.“As I was saying, I’m getting weird FEELINGS about the trip. You are college students. You should be learning to think. I want to put it to a vote. Keep going or go back. The question is open for discussion.”“Ooo ... you’re serious.”“I am ... forward or back. What. He raises her up off his dick and stands up infront of her and wraps her legs around him and just sticks it right in and lifts her off the bed. They walk out of view and I hear smacking and her screaming and moaning so i moved a little to see and he has her against the wall fucking her lights out. His arms are underhooked and her calfs and feet are just dangling as she is helplessly fucked… He fucked her like that for 30 min and then fell back on the bed and she was going crazy on him as he. Larry heard me come in and he summoned me into his office. I cringed at the very idea of it, but I went to the connecting door between our offices and stepped into his slightly smaller office.When he saw what I was wearing he smiled and he crooked his finger to call me closer. I stood in front of him and he examined my outfit closely. He reached up and pinched my nipples and said, "You have a lot of fucking nerve Amanda, I'll give you that."I stood there and quietly replied, "It isn't nerve. The PC era had not yet really begun, if bookkeepers or accountants had a computer in those early days, it was undoubtedly an Apple. The IBM PC was starting to knock on the door, but it wasn’t quite there yet. Eventually even Marsha started to look a little frazzled around the edges and we started using a few more part-time folks to handle the simple disk duplication job to free her time up to do other things. It was nice having a woman around the house again, the cooking certainly was much.