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My treat, I promise.” Dana tried to smooth it over. “It’s okay, I really do understand. Don’t need to take anymore shit from Leo, we make it bad enough.” They smiled, and Dana slipped back down into her seat, continuing to plug in the information. Dana worked on the papers, as noon went by, Carol peeked over the top and said goodbye, asking again if she could bring her back something. Dana again declined, and the office quickly became as quiet as it would be all day. All of the office doors were either shut, or left wide open, with no one inside. All the women of the office had stepped out, and not even the rogue phone call would break the silence that had befallen the place. Dana felt the weight of it all slip off of her, and she used the time wisely, pounding through task after task, until finally she had done enough she could have her lunch. She dug toward the back of her desk drawer, and she pulled out the mentioned soup and popcorn. She ripped open the cellophane covering the outside, and she got up to utilize the microwave in the break area. The trip up the hall was quick, there were no other people to dodge, and the only sound was the hum of the air conditioner, blowing cool air throughout. She pushed open the metal door, peeping through the porthole window before she kicked it open. Inside, yet again, there no was other soul, and only the hum of the soda machine broke the silence. Dana quickly plopped the can out into a bowl from the cabinet, and she placed it into the microwave. It would only take a minute with the hefty machine provided by the company, and soon she had her popcorn bursting through the noise of the compressors. She quickly drank the broth from the bowl, and as the popcorn neared the end of its cycle, she spooned the over-soft noodles with a plastic spoon. By the time the popcorn had exploded it last kernel, having spent an extra minute in the contraption, Dana took it out, and headed back toward her desk. After crunching into a few of the corns, she cobbled together the command to print, and then she was out of the office again, heading to the copy room. Back along the same route to the restrooms and break room, she hustled up the way, and before reaching either, she opened the white door to the room, which was simply labeled as “Copies”. Inside the work table was closest to the door, the supply shelves lined the back wall, and the laser printers and copiers lined the opposite wall. Big Tits Above the work table hung the obligatory cork board, and pinned into it were all the company wide memos, notices, and HR required material, there for your convenience while your waited for the lasers to finish their magic. Dana came in, checking which machine had been queued Hardcore up to take her request, and she checked the paper tray to ensure it would be able to complete the task. She turned and leaned against the table, unwilling to face the bulletin board of regulation. indian She stood there long enough to begin to phase out, listening to the monotony of the printing machine waltz, when the door flew open, and Carol stepped inside. She pulls Karen back by the hair and starts kissing her neck while her hand reaches around and grabs her large melon-shaped breast. We kiss for a few minutes and then you slide off of me. You roll over onto your side with your back facing me. I cuddle up against you and wrap my arms around you. She took a nice, luxurious, soaking bath. “The doctor said she collapsed from severe exhaustion and dehydration. “I see that you Hardcore shaved this morning so there’s no problem there; your hair looks pretty childish so that just leaves the indian things that you do. Tamara watched amazed, Shadow's pale pink mottled shaft glistened in the dancing firelight. He gets the idea, reaches behind me and unhooks the bra so my little pancakes pop out. I tried to pay attention to the route she drove. Then I positioned one of her legs so it was on top of mine.” I haven't came since I gave Gwen's grandmother Ellen quite the ass fucking so it'll be here very soon. Warmer. “Help yourself boys. I stopped, grabbed one ass cheek, put my other hand behind her head and rolled. Both girls gasped, “You’ve seen it?” Gina asked. “Interesting” Dr. Venus whispers to herself, as she continued to Big Tits read Rebecca’s paper. Give him some sunglasses and he'd be a perfect Johnny Bravo. “Miss Johnson, good, you’re not gone yet. “Is there a reason why?