..YOU REACH OVER WITH YOUR HAND AND STICK YOUR FINGER UP IN ME ALONG WIT MY FINGERS AND MAKE MY BACK ARCH...THIS IS FEELING SO GOOD...UMMMM....IN AND ...OUT OUR FINGERS GO..I PULL MY FINGERS OUT AND TAKE BOTH OF MY HANDS AND REACH DOWN SO I CAN SPREAD MY PUSSY WIDE OPEN SO YOU CAN ADD MORE FINGERS INSIDE OF ME.....YOU LOOK OVER AT ME AND TELL ME DAMN BABY IM GONNA HAVE TO HURRY UP AND GET YOU TO WHERE WE GOING SO I CAN EAT THAT PUSSY UP FOR YOU...I WHISPER OUT YES BABY IM SO HOTT....I NEED TO BE. After a bit Tom got up, went into the kitchen. rummaged around in the fridge and came back with two beers. He handed me one, reached behind his ear and produced a joint. He raised his eyebrows comically, lit the joint and plopped down beside me. With one leg thrown companionably over mine, he settled back into his pillow, took a long hit and turned to me. “So, tell me about your life.” Although we had talked a long time the night before, it turned out we hadn’t exhausted every topic. We. He looked so tanned and good, I couldn't take my eyes off him. His hair was shorter than I ever saw, but it looked great - still blond as ever. His face broke into a huge smile as he came over to me. I stood up."You look great," I said."God, so do you! Miss Advertising Exec!"We laughed and he pulled me close and hugged me. I was about to resist, but I we were far from any family here and no one would know. We could even be a couple."I missed you so much," he whispered."Me too," and I felt my. She was pumped up, juiced, excited, and twitching. “I have learned so much from Ginny Fuller. I want to go back to college and get an MBA. They teach all the stuff she uses every day in the B-School at the university.”“What have you been doing?”“Well, since we met Monday morning, we’ve done fifteen interviews with the execs and a few of the staff. I learned so much about how to interview somebody. Throw out an open-ended question and then shut-up and let them ramble around in the space of the.