Takingmy time getting ready, I looked just as good as I did the day before, butthis time I was alone. Mom wasn't there to protect me if I needed her. ...As Iwalked to my office, the softly scented perfume I was wearing brought thekeen eyes out of all of the men. They didn't know who I was, not even whenI walked into my office. A few minutes later I hung a hand written signoutside the door. "Rita M. Hansen. Rita's Report. I think that's when theyknew it that Rita was Tom, or they thought it was. Maybe that had been her intention... the bell snapped him out of his day dream. He decided it might be a good idea to stay seated while his class filed out. he didn’t want any of them catching a glimpse at the bulge in his crotch" alright class, no homework for today, just go and enjoy your weekend." he watched as everyone left, excited to go home and start their weekend off right. There was a big game tonight, and I t looked like everyone was leaving quickly to get ready. Even the girls left. A flat tire on the way to my dead end job was just the start. My boss had reamed me for something I wasn’t even involved in. I lost one of my best clients and my favorite team got eliminated from the playoffs. Enough, already. When I got home and made a cup of noodles, and the depression and loneliness hit. I decided I needed to get fucked. I went to my wardrobe and picked out a teeny tiny miniskirt matched it with a spaghetti strapped satin halter. If the lines in my face weren’t signal. ” Tegan continued “Sam gave me the upgrade you left for him and I decided it’s too far.” She bit off the sentence before inadvertently adding ‘sorry’ to the end of it. She needed to take a stand – as much as she enjoyed the guys putting so much effort into finding new depravities to push her boundaries, the line needed to be drawn somewhere and having a giant knob of silicon lodged in her rectum was as good a place of any to start.“Aye? Well, tha’s nae a problem. Ah apologise if it gave yeh any.