”“I’ll help.”Your arms went inside your shirt and in a few seconds your sexy undergarment came out of the bottom of your shirt. I reached out...and caressed your globes through your shirt as we talked and kissed. Our tongues were becoming intimate. I was impressed by how well you kissed. I liked it; liked it a lot.“Damn, you’re sexy. And your boobs are everything you said they were.”“Thank you. You certainly know how to handle them.”I was now pinching your nipples and they were responding. But this trainee wasn't your typical salesman. Actually, she was no salesman at all ...At this point I interrupted Joe's tale. "Joe, everyday I sit here and listen to all these war stories. But it seems they all occurred at least fifteen years ago." Well, man, you missed the heyday of hedonism.. The seventies and eighties were flat off the hook. The blow, the strippers, the poker games with monthly paychecks as the stakes. It was insane," he replied with his cajun grin."Yeah, I guess those were. She led the way to her bedroom, loosening her dress as she did so, eventually dropping it on the floor by her bed and turning to him and his shocked face. She had worn no underwear. Just garter belt, stockings, high-heeled sandals and a smile. The look of love and desire on his face warmed her."You're wearing too many clothes, Sef. " He grinned and started to strip. She took a sharp breath as he finally became naked, clothes doth make man, she had heard, but Sef looked just as good without them. ”The merchant turned at my voice and snarled, “You have no…”I slugged him in the mouth, knocking him to the ground. His guards started to move and the whole room of city Guards growled and started forward. They froze suddenly and I ignored them to kick the merchant in the face, “Listen close dead man. Before you only lost the ships and drugs. Now that you have tried to kill the duke it gets much worse. When I get the evidence your death will be a slow painful one. For now I sentence you to ten.