I grab my purse and head for thedoor. I take a quick peek and see Debbie wipe away a tear which causesme to giggle. Debbie pulls herself together an... tells me to get out ofhere playfully. I thank her again and move off.The next few days are a blur. I have talked to Paul Edwards a couple oftimes. It seemed considering all the recent publicity, the meeting setfor Monday was cut short and a final session was rescheduled forThursday and that my presence might be needed. I tell Paul to keep. But to me...that put a human side to it, even though she was still a sexy money grabbing hoe.We chatted for like 2 minutes about boring things. As I walked towards the door, she's putting her bra back on her epic warlords and says to me "next time, I'll give you a discount because you left early. thanks any way hun, you've been great".I just wanted OUT. I went down out the corridor, down the lift now thinking of hired goons ready to pounce me. My mind was not on her tight snatch or her stunning. Come on.’ ‘Can I help you with something?’ James demanded in a strong English accent. I looked into the face of two very pissed off men. I ignored the bantering, it would only distract me. Although she must have been terrified, she summoned the courage to shove her heavy desk chair back, and went for her pencil, which she stabbed into my hand. I shrugged off the pain and kept my attention on her bodyguards. There were a lot more now, crowding into the bedroom and others gathered around the. Whoever it was must be in the kitchen. A few moments later, I saw a glimmer of movement and then the person appeared. I almost stood up and applauded. It was a Japanese girl, probably a freshman of the college campus my apartment overlooked. She was wearing just a pair of panties and a T-shirt. In her hands was a bowl of rice. She sat cross legged on the floor and ate her dinner while watching TV.She was a very attractive girl. Like many Japanese, she wasn't that tall, maybe 5"2". She was.
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