Don’t let a document in your hands go until you have a home for it.” Sheila picked up the file and scanned it for a moment before putting it away ...in the blue cabinet. “Ask me if you can’t figure out where it belongs.”My Boss was an information Nazi. She tracked every aspect of life at Liberty Mountain. It was as if she was the brain of a living thing where data and paperwork were the central nervous system. My job was to sort through the debris field of previously chewed data and file it away. The first subject he'd had to do this for was maths, and he'd bent all his energies on getting a good set of notes for her; her words ringing in his head: 'if I stop getting good grades — poof, this will all be gone'. He'd struggled, not understanding the basic principles of the subject, and so for the first time, he'd actually followed carefully, taking a note of the examples the teacher had worked through when some other kid hadn't understood. Midway through the second example, he'd suddenly. As I was wondering about taking a warm shower or masturbate myself, my beloved hubby called me from his hotel out of town.Victor asked if everything was fine and I said yes of course; the only problem was I should touch myself, since he was far away, enjoying another boring business trip…Hubby laughed on the phone, begging me to think about him as I touched myself. Before hanging up, I told him that I needed to hit the shower and teased him saying I would pay especially close attention to my. The night was warm, with a gentle breeze as the two automobiles sat beside a slow-moving shallow river just to the west of North Platte, Nebraska. The sky had been cloudless, the moon full, and there were shooting stars that amazed and delighted the two couples as they sat somewhat apart from each other and murmured ever-more-personal thoughts on the lives they had lived and the experiences they still wanted to have. Ada hardly noticed when Martha and Thaddeus left her and the young, handsome.