"A raise?" I sputtered. I leaned back, away from her dangerously close feminine scent."Yes. What do you have to do to climb the corporate ladder of su...ccess? Rumors have it that you have to sleep with the boss." She smiled wickedly, obviously aware of my discomfort.Kara had joined the firm about six months ago and landed a position as one of the rows of secretaries that lined the front office. Although she did not work directly for me, I was, ultimately, her boss. I was never sure it had been a. It was almost that bad when I started to rub her breasts. They were fairly large C cups, and I could feel her nipples down under all of that cloth. Things were looking up because her nipples had started to take an interest in the proceedings.Mrs. C actually started breathing hard, and it looked to me like it was time to make a bold move. I slid my hand down her side to her hip and along the outside of her thigh until I came to the hem of her skirt just above the knee. At this point, Mrs. C. " He leaned his dripping wet face towards mine, didn't kiss me but just held his lips near mine, our noses touching. My mind was in overload, my heart was working hard to find out what I wanted. He pulled my waist closer to his body and kissed me, no excuses of being drunk now, what I did was on my own terms. But his lips were so soft yet so sure. He used his tongue to open my lips and search for my own tongue. The kiss was wet and I could taste the chlorine from both of our mouths. He pulled. The Confederacy has lots of fast moving small drones. They use them in pickups and the like. Anyway I downloaded the information on a couple of the smaller ones and how to program them. I'm going to be sending my new program design and ideas for making them even harder to spot to a research lab. I'm sending you an alpha program and design parameters for the drones. You'll know better than me how they should be painted in order to make them harder to spot. The program should have them moving.