As I walked to my desk, I put the handshake down to some obscure German business custom and filed her away in my mind under “target of opportunity�.... If she wanted to play – then of course, her pussy would be seriously and discretely fucked but if she was all about business then that was also cool. Office sexual predator was not my thing - I had heard too many stories from female colleagues about leery male colleagues to fall into that camp. As the week progressed, it became clear that Louise. "I found an old article on the Internet ... from about a decade ago." I'm listening. I'm fucking you, but I'm paying attention," I said, thrusting my hips for proper emphasis."Did you ever hear of Dr. Conrad? The boob surgeon who invented the 'silly string' procedure?" she asked. "Jenny had, but I didn't want to assume anything." Silly what? No, I can't say I have any clue what that is," I admitted."Let's come first, and then I'll show you," Mickey replied. I nodded, then inhaled one of her. So there I sat on the cold bench that hadn't been used in years, I was the only one who knew about this little secret spot. The forest was so wide and vast that no one dared to venture to far into it, but I did and I turned out to find one of the best hiding spots. After reminiscence I realized that it was getting late and the temperature was getting colder. I headed out of the woods and back to the house. Once at the porch I sat down to catch my breath, the smell of pine was inhaled in every. Surely, the man did not want the car for its own sake, he must have been attracted to two women who looked like they would not be a threat to him. Being an older car, there was no hump on the floor in front and it was a bench seat, so he had no trouble pushing Martha over and sliding into place under the steering wheel.That was when Phobos acted. He slid his baton over the man's head and pulled it tight under his neck. Phobos had a hand at either end of the baton, so the man's neck was caught.