Hethought about all the "personalities"--the clothes with little notes pinned to them, Sandy, Valentina the Stripper, Amber the Redhead, and the rest....She thought about Chris inside them all and felt an amazing twinge down below. Already, he was working on another powerful erection.Chris thought about Marissa becoming Dunbar the Lumberjack,Biker Dude, Jim the Gymnast and thought about how it would be to feel them beside her, on top of her, inside of her. "Only on the weekends."Chris crawled. I draped my clothes over the radiators in the locker room to dry and made my way to my desk to compose my letter.Around me the hustle and bustle of a busy police station built up as the morning progressed. I was interrupted only twice by phone calls, and by 9:10 I had finished my letter and had left a note with the Super's secretary requesting a meeting.At 10.15 I got summoned to the Super's office, and I steeled my courage to deliver my resignation. But after knocking and entering I was. " I said."Really? I call bullshit! You were just checking out my ass!" She laughed."Ok, you got me. I was checking out your ass. It's absolute perfection. Please forgive me. This place has turned me into a pervert," I saidShe walked towards me holding the cleaning spray in one hand and the cloth in the other. She had a gorgeous body. I'm guessing five-feet-six-inches, slim and very toned. She had a spandex cropped tank top which was incredibly tight, yet it didn't hide the fact that her tits. "We can add at least twenty more programs around here, from Kenosha to Rockford to Joliet. You're going to need Eric, Trent, and probably a couple more supervising instructors, just for our area."I put my head on my hands, with my elbows propped on the tabletop. "Christ, can we do this?" I asked.Theo, sitting next to me, clapped me on the back. "You doubled in size last year to this year," he reminded us. "You can do it again." How many times can this business increase in size before we self-.