Then, after doing so, I let my hand fall freely back to place, and just so happen to graze Lanie’s breast.“Jesus Christ, Miles! Control yourself!�...� She barked.“What I yawned?” I said in my defense.“You pig”, she angrily replied, pushing my arm off of her and crossing her arms.At this point I could see things weren’t turning out as I had planned, so I decided to go to plan B, which was, in all sense of the word, ‘dirty’.Without word or warning, I pounced at Lanie, grabbing hold of her arms. She looked at me and giggled, striking a pose where she rested on one leg and having the other one out from the side, one hand on her hip and the other one pointing at me.“Don’t stand there, come here baby, or don’t you know its rude to stare…”“eh… Well, You’re stunning so can’t really help that.” My reply was weak, but it was all that came out of my mouth as I walked over to her, took her hand in mine and gripped her chin with the other, flashed her a wolfish grin before our lips in a kiss,. Mr Cartwright watched as the young PA's firm buttocks sway seductively as she walked.Steele was sat in his executive chair, waiting for Mandy.'Time for your change isn't it?' he asked, knowing the answer.Mandy nodded 'That is correct Mr Steele'Mandy moved closer to the desk, hitched her pin striped skirt over her hips and bent over the desk. Nestled between her buttocks was a black latex square.Steele took one hand and slid his fingers around to grasp the square, and pulled gently. Mandy's pale. She asks me how I feel aboutthe tasks. I tell her that I am happy when I am asked to do them. When I finishthem I know I have done what the numbers wanted. I believe that should makeme happy too. She asks me if I ever feel that I should not do a task but I explain thatthe tasks are easy to do and so there is no reason why I would not do whatthe numbers ask of me. Besides it makes me happy when I see the numbers, makesme happy when I do the tasks. Dr Anna is worried in case I am sad when I.