I was excited when when Kerry, a former work colleague, phoned me to ask if I would got to an office friday night
christmas drink and meet up with everyone I used to work with from the office.

Apart from seeing them all again and reminiscing on the laughs and fun we had there, my hubby would be working
at the London site and said he would stay over to watch his footy team play on the saturday. I was a bit annoyed
at the time but then thought how fortunate that he needn't know that I would be out getting drunk with all the

Victoria’s Passage

2.

Taken

Arrival, the slave market.

The remainder of the voyage passed by timelessly. It might have been the six weeks it actually was, or six months or years or just a few minutes. Someone marked the days at sea on the base of the mast where it was founded in a complicated joint to the keel board. Victoria didn’t bother to look or count the groups of four vertical lines with a diagonal slash across for each completed set.

I was babysitting my young cousins one night at my Father's cousin's house. I babysat for them occasionally and was excited about making some of my own money. The kids were in bed and I was bored and tired, watching T.V.. Michael, the Dad came home and said he was just there to change clothes and then go out again to meet his wife. He came into the living room where I was sitting and asked me a few questions about my day. He asked me to play a quick game of backgammon and I thought that was nice of him.

I was a country boy come to the city for the first time in life, in search of a career. The first job I landed was in a design firm. I breezed through the interview getting a salary much more than I expected. Right from the first my boss seemed to like me and he helped me find an apartment at a very cheap rate. He was very kind to me taking a personal interest in helping me familiarise on the job and learning all aspects of it. He was though a bit on the short side, well built and handsome.

The summer was ending and once again Rob had to get ready to get back to work. This year would be different, Rob had become the Headmaster of a local prep school and he was looking forward to that atmosphere after 10 long years in the public school system.
All administrators had to report a week before the students. Rob got to the office early, wanting to make it his own and meet and greet his staff. He had a morning meeting and headed back to his office. Within the hour a woman walked in the door declaring that she was his executive assistant.

My name is Jessica, just to give you a little idea of who I am, I love sex, I love to flirt and tease but most of all love a good fucking. I guess I've always been a bit of a slut but last summer I really embraced the idea of just enjoying it as much as I could. I'm 5'5 116lbs sandy brown hair, my breasts are a perky 34b, I have a flat abs and keep my pussy neatly trimmed and every one says I have a great ass and I tan really nice.

Pressing the enter key, confirming she wished to shut down the company PC, Amy straitened the things on her desk in preparation for leaving for the day.

That whole next week I was in a pretty bad mood. I stayed away from people outside of work. At the office I tried to be my cheerful, smiling self, but people could tell I was unhappy. Jennifer, my assistant as well as a confidant, talked to me about it on two different days.

"It's obvious something is bothering you," she told me in private.

"I'm okay," I told her. "Just a lot of things hitting me at once, but I'll be fine."

"We should talk. You'd feel better if you got it off your chest," Jennifer responded.