"Thank you for your attention. After flying over to visit some wet markets that sell dog meat and visiting various dog meat farms of various sizes, this is the storyline and storyboard that we came up with. We were captivated by the idea of conflicting views of our common society to that of the local people, especially the older generation where eating dog meat is still a part of their tradition and culture,” I paused a little as I changed the slide. I could tell that I still had the attention of everyone in the room and that was a great step forward compared to my first presentation in this room when I first joined the team. They could hack at my presentation with their killer questions later on, but for now, I wanted to complete telling them the entire story that I had in mind. “We still want to push for a clear message to ending the cruelty of the dog meat trade and farming while showing that we’re not actively advocating for the destruction of cultures and traditions. We plan to

It was early in the evening and past working hours already when I lifted my head up from my computer to look around. There were still some people in the office. Richard was still busy working at his desk and so was Julianna. One glance over at my phone and I sighed loudly. Ace had all but disappeared on me. He probably thought nothing of it, but I had developed a stupid stubbornness and had refused to text or call him unless he contacted me first. That decision was so stupid, and it left me feeling so regretful but too prideful to contact him. I’m so stupid. What games am I even playing with myself? He’s not even aware of my plight. I wanted to work a bit more at the office, but I could no longer concentrate. Quickly, I packed up my stuff and shoved my laptop into my computer bag with the intention to pick up on the work when I got back to my apartment. It was quite dark by the time that I left the office. The few days after that, I followed the same routine and ended u finishing u

Finally, the end of the workday arrived. Once in a while, I could leave the office on time with the other employees. The elevator going down to the lobby was filled with people and it was an experience that I haven’t felt for a while. The elevator used to be so empty when I went home in the evening. I arrived home feeling very empty inside. Although I didn’t have any work to work on tonight, I still carried my laptop back with me to my apartment just in case. My apartment felt too quiet for my taste when I finally made it back. The missing brown boxes close to the exit only reminded me that Kyle had been in here recently. That thought only worked to worsen my mood. At least, his things were gone from my room now. I walked around the room as I eyed some of the furniture pieces that we picked out together. There were some things that he bought for me and some that we both chipped in to buy. Maybe it’s time that I throw those out or donate them. It’s time that I complete move on and st

Over and over again, he thrusted his cock into my wet pussy while I cried out with every thrust that hit me deep inside. The pain quickly transformed into a mind-shattering pleasure that was hard for my body to control and deal with. I cried out and moaned in pure bliss and ecstasy as his cock continued to fuck my wet hole. It felt like his cock had gotten even thicker and longer inside of my love tunnel and suddenly, he was hitting a pleasure spot that was even deeper than the last time. I cried out his name as my hips began thrusting up from the bed to meet his wild thrusts halfway, ramming his cock even deeper and harder into my flooded love hole. Ace’s movements were fast and merciless. He has never taken me this urgently before. His low growls and groans of pleasure echoed around my bedroom along with my cries of pleasure as he rode me. “Your pussy is so tight, Rina…” Ace groan on top of me.His hips continued beating his cock into my hole while I cried out from the unbelievabl

“Yes, it’s a choice you must make between showing one person through various stages of life or to show different people in each stage. The former, as you said, shows the flow of time much better. The latter, provides a better sense of inclusivity because you can show people of different genders, race, and demographics,” Ace continued to explain. “In this case, we should probably go with your suggestion to capture the flow of time,” I said decisively.“Correct. If I were you, I’d do that,” Ace replied without hesitation. “Thank you, Ace. Oh…and welcome back,” I said before showing him one of my best smiles. Ace smiled back as his hand reached out to pat the top of my head gently. “It’s good to be back…” Ace said lazily. …Time surely flew by and the first pitch presentation where the contesting companies would present their story board to the committee was already in two weeks’ time. We had less than 10 working days to put everything together. Having a great storyline and an appea