"Oh my, Jed!" She cried seeing the poor man still bound star shaped to an upright table. "Oh my god what have they done to you?"Jed gave a embarrassed...moan. Like all the young men in Lovecreek he was a big fan of 'Officer Anderson.' Only last month he had sat in his pick up at the bar and grill watching the sheriff dress down two jocks in a Camero. She had bent over her hands on the door sill, curly blonde hair flowing over her shoulders as she spoke to the chastised and no doubt red faced. We figured that a weekend away from home would put Leslie more in the mood to party and let her guard down, so we planned a weekend golf outing getaway for the two of them I would just so happen to be at the same golf resort as them. The plan was for me to get a buddy (Bob) and we would have a foursome for golf. Leslie was a casual golfer, but she had a natural swing, according to Jerry. Jerry told Leslie that an old college professor friend of his (me) was going to be at the resort at the same. You want to do that, right? It's your responsibility as the President to do it.”“Of course I will,” I beamed. “I'm the Prezzydent. I sign things all the time.”~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~AliceMs. Beigh happily signed and initialed every part of the documents we put before her while her naked tits bounced and jiggled. They were firm and plump, topped by hard, dark-red nipples that kept brushing the table when she leaned in which brought a gale of giggles from the bimbofied bitch.My pussy was so. You'll be responsible for hiring the new associates and then you send them to White Horse or Yellowknife, or Saint John's, because David wants you to start looking at the UK."Cassandra's heart skipped a beat for a second with the warm memory of a man in London with soft gray eyes. Why couldn't she forget him? Maybe because he was unattainable. But now faced with the possibility of making trips to the UK and of course while in London making a point to stay at the Queen Anne, there was a.