Two drinks were sitting on the coffee table. He handed me one and took the other for himself. we chatted a bit, and Jim suddenly blurted out, "nervo...s?' Does it show, I asked. He chuckled and said he was too. Jim took my drink and set the two glasses back on the table. He then turned to me, and put his hand on my chest. he began to slide it up and down, from my chest to my stomach. each time a little further down. He took ahold of my shirt bottom and pulled it up, over my head and. The managers of the trust are checking the dollars and sense for me now. It might be ours in a few days, if the price is right." I suggested."Do you really think you can turn it into long term rental suites and make a profit?" Wilson asked."It isn't about a profit. It's about maintaining the building. If we get it up and running and if it is self sustaining, then we can handle it," I said."You mean you can handle it. I'm not putting any money into it," Wilson said."Fair enough," I replied with. Normally she would be delighted to be in a place like that. She had always dreamed to have an office in the business district and often had pictured herself entering confidently in buildings not so different from this one, but now she felt mostly afraid. She wanted to run to Megan's apartment or to Tina or even to her trashy cleaning girl job.She controlled her urge to run away, but it seemed to take all of her will, and her voice escaped her. She tried to think but couldn't come with anything. She sucked and bit, hard from the looks of things, and ran her hand under the girl's skirt. She shoved her fingers in and out of her cunt, and everyone could see the juices on her fingers, each time she pulled them out and put them to her mouth to suck them clean. We all watched, fascinated, as she finger fucked the helpless woman, who had stopped pretending to dance and just stood there, head back, mouth open, and eyes shut. She began to tremble. The one on her knees moved her mouth to the.