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If you have read my other stuff, you will know that by this time, David’s boss (and a couple of his colleagues) had used me sexually a few times since the Christmas party in late 2009. I’ve always had the impression that David’s boss may well have set this situation up for us. That afternoon, we had gone to the meeting from out hotel in Dublin, with me wearing one of my special business suits (bought and paid for by my former Boss) just as I would have done, had I been at working in the Insurance company -- Jacket with the mid thigh skirt, no blouse and no underwear, hold up stockings with high heeled shoes. Pretty standard attire for me to work at that time, although I would have usually worn a blouse with this suit as it was wide cut and low cut across the breasts. When we met the two guys for the meeting, I was introduced as an associate and by my maiden name, rather than David’s wife. I knew enough about David’s business to hold my own in the conversations these guys were.

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