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I continued to listen. "Other than your boss and you, he's the only one who's had their fingers in my cunt." "Wait. You never told me that my boss had his fingers in you." "Oh, didn't I? Maybe you forgot. I thought I told you." Again, I didn't know what was true or not. She continued with her tale about Roger in the car after lunch. "He took my top and bra off and sucked on my tits." "Really?" "Yep. The only thing I had on was my skirt and it was bunched around my waist." "Wow!" Was all I could say. "He really likes my t**s. I let him suck on them a while. He told me that he had signed us both out on leave for the afternoon. He wanted to get me in a motel and f**k me. In fact, he tried to f**k me in the car. With my p***y exposed, it was difficult holding him off." "How did you a