It was still in my desk. I wanted to spray my stomach and thighs with a touch of cologne. But I would just have to make it to my desk like this. I had... to hope that I was alone in the elevator. I could still detect the faint aroma of male cum.Lunch had been over for ten minutes before I made it back to my desk. For that reason, I suppose, I was able to ride up to my floor alone in the car. I got some funny looks from the two women and the man in my office. But no one said anything.What could. "What happened to you?" I asked."Lump," he said angrily, "Tripped me coming out of the art block. I smacked my face into the concrete, bloody hurt!" That fat bastard!" exclaimed Vicky."Language, Victoria!" Miss Gordon said in a scolding tone coming over to see what the fuss was about."Sorry Miss." Oh dear you look a bit the worse for wear young man. You'd best take a seat," Miss Gordon said and we led Colin over to a convenient table, "I assume since you're bandaged up you told someone about. She tried turning the handle and push against the door, but it wouldn’t budge. She slammed her shoulder against the door, but only hurt herself as she kept on peeing, “ASHLEY PLEASE LET ME OUT, THIS IS SCARING ME!!!” She still didn’t hear anything and she tried banging on the door and running into with all her might. After several tries but only winding up with a bruised shoulder and side, Mrs. Logan sank down to the floor, sitting down as her pee flowed from her pussy pooling around her. I was going to be interested in finding out how well Trud and Sue had done with the four. We stopped by Calveen's quarters and picked up Trud, Jean, and Two. I noticed that Calveen's quarters were spotless. I hadn't appreciated my girls until I didn't have them around all the time. We entered my quarters and found all three working up a dinner with Sue walking One and Ann through the steps and explaining what to do and why to do it. She greeted us. Jean and Ann came before Calveen and myself.