“He’s meeting an important client and if he gets the account, I’ll be servicing it”“Dinner and what else?” I asked but she wasn’t biting..., she came up behind where I was sitting and draped both arms over my shoulders.“Don’t be such an old grouch” she said and pushed her boobs against the back of my head, “He’s my boss, this is part of my job and it always has been”“He’ll expect you to go to bed with him- again”She put her lips to my ear and whispered seductively,“Probably yes and you know you. "Actually whatever they do, you'll probably still look and sound a bitlike Martha - well, your version of her - so why not claim to be heryounger sister? Then no one will be surprised at the resemblance." OK, I admit it. I really enjoyed my time as Martha, or I would haveif we hadn't had Beckett and his threats hanging over us. I'm sure itwas just a phase, but I wouldn't have minded if it had gone on alittle longer." OK, so why not just try it for a while? If you don't like it, we cansay. "God damn it, pull him out!" Jimmy roared. As he strained to hold the car up off the man, Jimmy's shirt ripped down the back. The crowd oohed, but still nobody made a move to help him.Ruby squatted down and grabbed hold of the man's shoulder and pulled. She strained hard as she rolled him away from under the car. Her own injured ankle hurt from the exertion. Ruby's skirt hiked up and split high enough to show her upper thigh. She pulled harder and put her own pain out of her mind. She never. I was ready to be scolded and sent to detention but instead he asked Tammy if she had been giving the signals for me to spread my legs. Tammy smiled at him and told him that I was her sex slave and that yes, she had been telling me to do it. He then asked her to make me do it again. Tammy grabbed my elbow and I opened up my knees real wide sliding down in my chair to allow him the best possible view. Mr. Young was cute and my first male teacher. I enjoyed letting him see my panties.Then Tammy.