~~~~~~~~~On Thursday afternoon as she was sitting on her bed trying to figure out an Algebra problem, her phone started playing I Hear Voices – the ...ignal for an incoming voice mail. She looked at the phone and got a pain deep in her belly of impending doom. It was a voice mail from James asking her to call immediately.Swallowing hard, she wondered what her only client of the week had said and if she was being fired. She tapped in the number.“Chisholm Enterprises, James speaking,”“James, this. I am the boss and older than all of them. I like to dress smart and business like for work and to be a tease too - I love wearing something tight fitting or undoing an extra button on my blouse or revealing my stocking tops. I think it’s good for morale and, I enjoy the attention. In any office, every man will spot the merest glimpse of stocking top, at 100 yards, turning his mind to sex.I enjoy catching a slightly embarrassed man whose wandering eyes have lingered just too long on some part of. And how in the hell had he managed to get his hands on her tits again? She saw him looking at her in the mirror again, and he added, "But, well, see, at least exposing your breasts to others can be beneficial! You should do that more often."He was hopeless. She vaguely recalled several times when he had asked her to flash her tits in public places, where only he could see them. She squashed the thought. "Dear, no one wants to see my breasts, and there's more practical ways of helping humanity.". He went into the bathroom to take care of his morning necessities.Lucy stayed in the bed while thinking about how difficult the morning was going to be for her. William had told her what he wanted her to do for him. She was to be present and make sure that Oliver Brown and Ed Biggers told everyone there what to expect well before Oscar made his sacrifice.After taking care of the bathroom necessities, William went over to his suitcase and pulled out some jeans and a tee shirt. He was dressing.