. when?” I stuttered.“Ever since you weren’t yourself, how else was I supposed to keep the department running?”“Sally Fox, you are the most ...devious and underhand secretary a man could ever hope to know.”“I know I am.” Then she looked at me earnestly and said, “I want you to do something for me. I don’t want you to pay much attention to me tonight. There are going to be some beautiful women here, and I want you to flirt with them. There’s one I’m going to introduce you to. I’m going to take. ”“Call me each day, and I’ll give you a heads-up on when we’re leaving if I can.”“Will do, thanks, buddy.”Taylor got out of the car, holstered his gun, and headed toward the truck. The driver had shifted boxes, making an open space in the middle with boxes tiered, so they supported each other, making a stable shell. As he finished, with more boxes stacked around it, Taylor would have been hard-pressed to say there was such a pocket in the middle just by looking at it. It was skillfully done to. Some protestors started laughing, but others walked a few yards back to investigate. They did not need to. BOOM! BOOM! Like something out of a 1950's sci-fi B-Movie, two giant —sized girls appeared from around the corner of a newly constructed office building, one, a striking brunette and the other a gorgeous blonde. The co-eds straddled City Street, four giant feet creasing and cracking the seemingly pillowy road as their towering frames stood guard over the mass of humanity gathered before. Now there is the sensation of lips nibbling at my neck, kissing their way down to my breasts. The blood rushes into my head, and I feel my scalp tingle, and a pressure in my cheeks. Then the lips gently close over a nipple, and tug on it, pulling it up from my breast. My whole body gives a little jerk, as the sensation of a tongue moves back and forth over the nipple, and a feeling of suction pulls my whole nipple into this unseen mouth. I squeeze my eyes closed, and just give into the.