They came with a matching, fitted, waist-length jacket adding to the versatility. So many little decisions to look nice for him, and to make a good impression. I wore a white, silk georgette blouse, one of my favorites. I have three of the same; the other two are in pale sea asian green and a vibrant red. They have a point collar, genuine mother-of-pearl buttons at the concealed placket, a shirttail hem and a back yoke with a box pleat. The French cuffs give them a sophisticated finish. Sir, suggested comfortable shoes, no problem, I wore my Italian made flat square toe black calfskin pumps. Hose was a choice between a few shades of colors; to be safe, I wore nude ultra-sheer. I put my hair up in a sleek and elegant French twist, hoping Aaron would approve. I made one final check in front of the full-length mirror before I left; something was missing, a splash of color, and a blessing. I put on my Aunt Miranda’s gem-quality red bead garnet necklace, a family keepsake, passed on to her from her mother, and her gift to me when I graduated from college. I WAS A HALF-HOUR EARLY for my interview and sat in the parlor next to Aaron’s Office waiting while he interviewed his first applicant of the morning, my competition to finish. I caught a glimpse of her leaving, and I was thinking, ‘What a relief. Her hair is short, and she has no sense of style. Not Aaron’s type with those thin, stingy lips.’ I had other uncharitable thoughts about her, closed my eyes, and said a brief prayer. I spent the rest of my wait with much more pleasant thoughts, such as where I would kiss, and lick, Mr. Blackthorn; those erotic thoughts interrupted when he came to get me. “Good morning, Miss Anderson,” he greeted,” I read your resume, and it appears to be in order, follow me, please,” as we walked he continued talking, “The applicant before you decided she didn’t want the position because she is a professional, and certain things are beneath her dignity, if not outright sexist. Your hair looks lovely by the way, very sophisticated and elegant,” I accepted the compliment, and I wanted to hug and kiss MILF him, or he, me as oriental I sat in a chair across from Aaron at his desk. “Let me get two crucial questions out of the way, Miss Anderson. I’m looking for an assistant who will bring me a cup of tea or other little things of that nature. Do you have a problem with that? Is it beneath your dignity?” “No, Sir,” I answered truthfully. “I require exact and unquestioning compliance with my instructions, rules, and procedures, Miss Anderson, spoken and unspoken. You may find me unconventional at first, perhaps even rigid. However, I believe you have the imagination and intuitiveness to adapt and be content working for me.” “I know you are somewhat unconventional, Mr. Blackthorn, especially after you rescued me and the way you did it,” while thinking, ‘You were more concerned about me, a stranger to you than your safety. You then dominated them; japanese one big splash, two lightning-fast punches, and disgusting game over for them.’ “I very much like to travel, and being paid to travel is a blessing. I promise you won’t be disappointed. I will work very hard to please you, Sir.” “Excellent, Miss Anderson,” he said, looking deeply into my eyes, and making me feel warm and safe. “Consider yourself on probation for the next two months, give or take. You will start next Monday. Until then, Sandy, tell me a few things about you not listed in your resume.” The next thing she knew the dog was between her legs licking all the cum MILF out of her cunt! “I wished we studied this in school.” I want you to fuck me in this position from behind. One by one, they took their cocks out of their pants and started rubbing it. It had been others doing it to her, but she had let it happen, because she was too slutty to resist. He slid his shirt up over his head and tossed asian it on the floor then he slid his gym shorts down and kicked them away. I’m your little faggot-whore!” I confessed over and over as Eva did her damage inside me, stretching me open, ruining me mind, body and soul. Do you feel this?" she asked. There were about 30 people in different conditions of drunkenness some in couples but a few single guys that had make a day of football and drinking. “Ok, Nate. “Relax boys you will have your chance. After you told us what happened, maybe she’s hiding something? I held her gently, kissing her forehead, closed eyes and cheeks. Will you post a story about us today for me?” Janet asks as kneels in front of me and licks her way up my thighs, then lightly makes contact with my cunt lips. Every once in awhile a wayward MSE droid would scurry oriental between their legs with their distinct "baap-brapp-beeooop" sound still echoing through their ears hours later. “He sent me some texts after he left so I don’t think so, at least I japanese hope not, but she’s not very subtle.