It shows also that I type seventy words a minute–at least I did then. "I admit it has been a little while since I did much typing, but I'm sure I ca...n pick it back up with a little practice. I can also file, take dictation, and I know my way around different office computer applications. I can be a good secretary for you, Mr. Grazio." I don't see a high school diploma or even a G.E.D.–didn't you graduate high school?" Sadly no. Me and school never really were good friends. Besides, in my junior. You just do what you’re told and everybody wins. Here – have a drink.” He pried her mouth open and poured some cheap vodka between her lips. She sputtered and gagged on the liquor and Jim slapped her again before walking away. Bethany heard a door open and more bodies filling the warehouse. The first man knelt down between her legs and jammed two fingers in her aching twat. He roughly finger fucked her for a moment before sliding his cock into her. It was even wider than the first man, and her. So we added Jackson to the mix. The rest crashed out up in the living room. I guess most fell asleep pretty fast. I could hear Jackson 'breathing hard' after just a few minutes. Cole was in the middle, and after a while I rolled over and started rubbing on his ass. He pushed my hand away, but I just kept at it. Finally he whispered 'stop it', but then I smootched up rite on him, and began humping my dick in his crack, which didn't take long to get me boned up. Finally, he slowly rolled over. He was only eighteen, and he still had the spark of a bright future in his eye that she had never seen in either of his parents, and she just couldn’t leave him to fend for himself with that crowd on Christmas Eve! She chose, though, not to dwell on that for the moment. The next hour or so was hers alone and she intended to make the most of it. After removing her coat despite the chill and plugging in the lights on the Christmas tree, it was time to light the fire. After dropping two lit.