"*Sigh* Gil." They said at the same time."So I eat the salt and you’ll give me the drilling machine so I can save the world from the mole people...�...�� He was cut off as Susan butted in."Yeahsurewhatever." She said and gave him a look showing she wanted him to start the testing.He looked at the saltshaker then shrugged. He picked it up and tipped it over his mouth.'It even tastes like salt' He thought. Almost instantly, he felt weird. Like a tingling all over. That tingling built up into a feeling. I can see the network - BEEP(now what)"Hello" Again? I just patched it, OK hang on I'll be right over"(Damned Microsquish, wish they'd write good code)Back over to accounting, I'm not supposed to be this busy on a Sunday for cripes sake. Suzanne is on the phone. She motions me in and in front of her machine. It all seemed correct. She hangs up the phone."Look and this." What?" This crap in my mail" it's porno-spam just get rid of it" No look at it."I look.Typical cheap sleazy HTML porno-spam.. Our tongues explored each other’s mouth’s as we held each other in a passionate embrace. Then I felt a warm hand going into my swim suit and grabbing my now rigid cock. Michelle slowly stroked my organ until it reached its full seven inches. Then she whispered in my ear “remember when I said I don’t fuck on the first date” well who said anything about the second”. She pulled down my suit as I reached for the straps on her suit and pulled it down past her small breasts, down to her waist and. The e-mails of the past two weeks had confirmed an appointment for them in just two hours. Would he have to break it he wondered? Well, he would know soon."Okay, but remember you asked for it. Here it is, bear with me." He walked to the big upholstered chair and sat down. Marcy followed him and sat in his lap, put her arms around his neck, and waited for him to continue."Obviously, we're away from home. What we did last night and what you wore were real turn- ons for me, as if you couldn't.