Elanore eased the material away and pushed her panties down as the glue reluctantly gave up its hold. except offer to do thee a favour,” Eric asked incredulously, “Bleeding heck.”
“You are a total Moron, and imbecile, a Dynosaur,” she snapped. “Then why’s thee stood there with the ass out of thee dress like some common tart?” Eric asked. Elanore eased the material away and pushed her panties down as the glue reluctantly gave up its hold. “Or a cardboard box over her head,” Dan suggested. “You’ve superglued my panties to my bottom!” Elanore suddenly realised. “No, absolutely not,” Elanore insisted. “See problem solved, harmony restored,” Eric laughed, now his job of resolving his employees differences was well done, “See yourselves out I’ve a secretary what needs a seein’ to.”
ENDS
All characters in this story are entirely fictitious and the whole thing is total bollocks really.
