She got to the point; that she would stand nude at her window, as if to beg me to turn the butterfly on to soothe her clit. But it was I that was in c...ntrol of this "empowerment" device. She never knew whether or not I would activate it or not. It was random and could not be anticipated with any degree of accuracy. I activated it one night as I pedaled my stationary bike; I purposely sat on the remote and signaled her winged device for 15 min. Finally when it was removed from the seat of my. Paul protested and sputtered that ‘They shouldn’t do this … blah, blah, blah …’ Leslie wasn’t listening and she wasn’t changing her mind. Les told him straight out.’Nuts to that. I know you check me out — I’ve seen you looking at my tush and legs. I have nice legs, don’t I? Everyone says I have nice legs … wanna see more?’ She pulled up the hem of the short dress she was wearing and it was like the sexy little vixen had been reading his mind. She had on stockings with a garterbelt. I looked. There were huge coffee makers - both decaf and hi-test as Vicky called it.I was sure that when the local construction and farmers found out they could get a full freshly cooked breakfast in the wee hours of the morning, this place was going to be busy.We were going to get our breakfast on a tray and disappear into Carson's office to have a real business update. While we were waiting, Hanna Page walked over to ask for an interview. Marley Kendall was nowhere in sight; I wondered if she had. ” I glance down at her chest – um, name tag – “... Kerri.” She smiles and we each bid each other a good day. As I exit the doors of the lobby, I turn sideways for a final glace at the checkout desk, fiddling with the small square package in my pocket. “Well, you're not Asian,” I mutter under my breath, making sure no one else is too close, “but I'd sure like to use this condom with you, Miss Kerri!”~~~~~~~~~~~~~~As the day progresses, I can hardly pay attention to anything during my meetings.