Her loud ?Achoo? was accompanied by another sound. A bang. Turning around she noted that the door had shut. Shining the light around she noted that...there was no obvious sign of water damage. She would explore more, but first she would just open the door, so that she could here the client when they arrived. Striding back over to the door she twisted the knob, only to find that it didn’t open. This was no great surprise, given the clientele and so she withdrew her keys and, finding the key. "Please sit down and finish your lunch, Marvin. It's nice to see you doing well, Wanda," I said, taking Shirley's hand and saying goodbye to the couple.We were both anxious to go back to work and didn't comment about seeing Wanda and Marvin together.I studied the Atlanta file all afternoon and made copies of the most telling correspondence. Tom Pierce said the project was on hold because one of the landowners was being unreasonable. Two parcels were under contract but the project couldn't begin. She didn't have a model's body, but she did have a four pack, tan skin, and had once overheard him and his three friends talking about fucking her. It'd gotten her hot, to the point where that night she fingered herself to the thought of all four cocks to poke and prod at her, especially since her sex status had dropped when her husband died and she quit her job as a stripper. The rest of her left breast fell from her robe with a bounce when she realized she'd been rubbing her pussy and her. “Don’t do that again.” There was very little anger in his voice, but still, she shrunk away. “The same goes for the rest of you. We’re not here to play hero, we’re not here to save lives. We’re here to make money and conquer the dungeon. Our strength, our attention, our weapons, our potions, they are reserved only for our own use and our own benefit. If you save someone, it had better be to use them as a pack mule or a meat shield. Understood?” Everyone nodded. “Good, then let’s move on.”They.