The Hands That Lead

A hands on kind of leader…

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Saturday April 26, 2014

The makeup and styling class Mary had taken really helped her perfect her look. After all, there was so much competition for those lovely cocks these days. After that strange flu bug had washed over the world, the women seemed to be much more competitive and the men so much more desirable.

She finished her lashes as she looked in the mirror, opening her mouth a bit as she thought of her boss Gary. He was in his fifties, overweight and didn’t have a single strand of hair on his head, but all of the girls working in the office were pursuing him now. A quiver ran through her body as the though of him taking her in his office floated in to her head.

Yesterday Amber had been the lucky one, she wouldn’t lose to that hussy today!

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