” Now that really piqued my interest. I thought about the sexy night we had after I met Mike the first time. “Really, and just what do you have pl...nned?” “Ununh, that’s for me to know and you to wonder.” My cock was already starting to expand, “Anything like that night with Mike?” “Maybe, maybe not. Guess you’ll find out tonight.” She was driving me crazy just eating a damn peanut butter sandwich! What the hell did the girl have planned? “Well, can you at least tell me what you’re going to wear. He's got to play the game if he hopes for a step up the ladder some day." Pretty harsh comment," the voice replied.Frank sighed. "I suppose it is. You'll have to excuse me. It's been a frustrating time for us." That's okay, Frank. We appreciate you coming all the way to Sacramento to talk to us," Murray said, assuming control of the meeting. "If there are more questions..." He looked around the room. "If you have any, I'd suggest that you approach Frank during lunch. We've arranged a buffet.. My fantasy came true when I saw Khushi. She is a 26yr old girl from Ranchi, an intern at my office. She is 5.2 feet tall very fair, has light brown eyes with small juicy lips. Brown hair with a stepcut ending at her shoulders. Has a 36 30 32 figure. Has those perfectly round breasts dat a guy wud fantasize about. Has a round small back dat sways wen she walks.Fashionable and fab. We quickly mingled with each other and became best of frnds. We used to spend time every evening over tea. Whenever. ..” Harold stopped himself. Seeing wasn’t the right word when talking about an urn with your coworker’s ashes inside. “I’m here to pay my respects to Dean Laurier.” Of course, I’m sorry for your loss.” The girl put an elegantly manicured hand to her ample chest and warmed Harold’s heart with a look of sincere condolence. This cannot be an easy job for someone with a compassionate soul, Harold thought. “Mr. Laurier is in exposition hall B, which is here on your right.”“Thank you. Also...” He.