Thanks for taking the time to read this. I hope you enjoy. * I knew what was coming when I got called into the owner’s office that afternoon. I had ...been working at the small job shop as a machinist for 3 years and I knew business was slowing down. In fact, I had already started reading the want ads but there wasn’t much out there. Three others had been called into the office earlier that day and been given the bad news. I figured I was next in line and I was. ‘This is the worst thing about this. ..and he quickly assured me not to worry...he wanted me to stain it! With that, I laid back down and let Vince make me squirm, squeal and moan with delight. I don't know how long he gave me a rim job for...15 minutes maybe. I wanted him inside of me so bad, but couldn't bring myslef to say it. I'm sure it was obvious to him, and he was deliberatly tantalizing me. He knew all too well what he was doing...and what the end result would be. He rose up from ass, positioned himself over. “Come in,” I called.The door opened, and in walked Becky Finklestein. She had her hair up in a ponytail and she was wearing a powder blue camp sweatsuit and carrying a small bottle. “Hi Megan,” she said.My heart stopped as Becky closed the door behind her, and I tried to ignore what I felt in the gym and during my dream. In her sweatsuit she looked like a fat little nerd, but as she walked toward me the movement of the fabric would occasionally betray the gigantic muscles that lay beneath it. I. I can now enjoy the bustle of the port and beaches beneath Table Mountain.It a sublime place to be; tropical sun stirred with a gentle trade wind from India.Pretty much any time of the year, the temperature is a constant twenty C.On my walk through the park at Seapoint, I head for my usual seat near the swimming pool.Amazingly I find our elderly neighbour Mrs Kemp, seated there. She is thrilled to see me.By her legs sits a big brown lovely dog.She greets me and explains it's her daughter's dog.