3: ElevationnnSweet-faced Angela Briscoe with sensuous lips and a flattering cleavage had become the darling of management at Baldacci, Guy, Reinhardt & Robinson, Attorneys at Law, before her unmasking. It would have been her sensational unmasking but for an amazing substantial cover-up. In Part 3 the final, Angela is promoted to the corporate headquarters of Kingdom Law.nnEighteen months after Angela Briscoe's career in law office support had edged to the brink of facing court appearances in her boss's divorce case and perhaps facing morality charges, everything worked out well. Angela now stood in awe looking up at her new workplace. nnIt was Monday and the previous Wednesday she'd been told she was being transferred to corporate headquarters where she was expected to commence new duties at 9:00 the following Monday. The curt email from Josephine Bruce, director of administration, added if Angela was unable to meet the demand she was free to resign.nn"You bitch," Angela had smiled when reading the message, thinking she'd go as she'd been warned at the time of the merger of the two firms that a summons to HQ was likely. If her duties were boring she could always get up the nose of the head of admin.nnThere had been no farewell. Acting on instructions from above, her ultimate boss and managing partner, David Hall, called Angela into his office at 5:00 and handed her what he called 'a loyalty' bonus for $4000 and kissing her without ardor. He patted Angela's ass and told her to beat it without a word.nn"Beat it?" she asked, somewhat confused, knowing that's what men did.nn"Yes, I am required to advise you officially to clear your desk this evening and then leave without farewells, not even to the other partners. You leave this building, never to return."nn"Very well," Angela said obediently.nn"I was told this was for the common good. You go from here and I am forbidden to even hint of your whereabouts. Your replacement begins here in the morning.

I hadn't seen Dean at work since our encounter until a Monday morning the following week. I was sat at my desk when I saw him coming over. nn"Enjoy the other night?" he asked, winking slyly at me.nn"You know I did," I replied, feeling my face redden.nn"Me and Tyler were wondering if you and Katie would like to come over to the flat on Wednesday, have a few drinks, a bit of fun?" he asked. "Was she okay with you when you got home?"nn"Let's just say I didn't need to go for a shower, her tongue done all the work," I said, checking no-one else could overhear us.nn"Dirty bitch!" he said, smiling. "By that I mean both of you," he said, "Let me know once you've spoken to her."nnThat night I told Katie what Dean had suggested and I wasn't surprised when she said she was absolutely up for it. We had fantastic sex later on as we talked about her being fucked by three men and watching me get my ass reamed by Dean and Tyler. Katie had a massive orgasm as I described how I would love Tyler's cock in my ass again as I licked her pussy and when I came, Katie sat on my face and made me suck my sticky cum from her swollen cunt. nnOn the Wednesday evening Katie spent ages getting herself ready, ensuring her pussy was shaven and her makeup just perfect. She just wore a matching set of white bra and panties under a summer dress and sandals. nn"Easy access," she explained to me, smiling her filthy smile. nnWe were both horny as fuck but resisted having sex before we went to the flat, saving ourselves for the nights events. We arrived at the flat about 8pm and Dean let us in.

Another boring Friday night at home, Tammy thought to herself. nnShe slumped into her computer chair and decided to surf the net. When she signed on, her home page popped up showing an ad for a new bar in her neighborhood. She decided to get dressed and give it a shot.nnShe decided to walk the five blocks to the bar, and as she approached it she noticed that there were no Grand Opening signs or anything like that. It just looked like any other bar in the neighborhood. Tammy went inside anyway, figuring on one beer and then would leave. nnAs she walked in, she surveyed the bar. It was pretty crowded, but they were all women. "That's strange," she thought as she sat down. nn"What can I get you sweetie?", the bartender asked. nn"Coors Light please," Tammy answered. nnAs she waited for her beer, she looked around the crowded bar. She noticed mostly women, and they were dancing with each other, and some even kissing each other. nnWhen the bartender served her the beer, she asked, "Why are there only women here?"nnLaughing, she said, "This is a lesbian bar honey."nnNow Tammy got nervous. She wasn't a lesbian. Oh yes of course, she had thought about it, but never went through with it.

The Greek House was located near UNLV and was a magnet for college students. It was alive and vibrated with excitement. Since drinking had just banned on campus, it drew an even larger crowd than normal. The addition of the Clearwater girls, advertising a new low-carbohydrate beer, drew more on top of that. Bodies were packed tightly together in violation of public occupancy laws. Togas were optional.nnNick and Warrick selectively scanned the crowd like two sharks after a ship sinking. They didn't want to waste any energy on anything but the best. And they had a lot to choose from. The place was packed with young women in various stages of drunkenness.nn"What do you think?" Nick asked over the loud din of rap music that blared from several speakers.nn"A target rich environment," Warrick responded. "Let's look around."nnNick shook his head in disbelief and smiled as two girls, scantily clad in tiny white shorts and white blouses knotted off beneath their jiggling breasts, writhed in each other's arms to the rhythm of music. Both had dyed blond hair, hard bodies, and gorgeous legs and faces. One sensed him looking, glanced over, and smiled. She gestured for him to join in. Warrick had moved through a wall of bodies and disappeared, so Nick accepted the invitation.nnHe stepped up to the girls, slipped his arms around their slender waists, and moved his body with theirs.