"Good morning, young sir,"said the woman. "Let me guess. You're picking up something for a friendor trying to find a gift for your young lady." The...e was a warmth to hervoice that reassured me that I need not feel embarrassed oruncomfortable. Even so my mouth went dry and the best I could manage waswhispered yes. "Is the young lady about your size?" was her response."Yes, she's almost exactly my size." "Size four," she advised."Perhaps something from among these," she suggested as she. “I’m not done yet,” he said sternly. I didn’t know how much more licking I could take. He lapped quickly at my clit, over and over, bringing me closer and closer to my second orgasm. Every time I was about to cum, he’d pull his mouth away just long enough for me to come back down. It made my body shiver all over every time. For the final tease, he licked all the way up my ass and kissed my lower back. I wanted him to fuck me so bad that I was gripping the blankets in anticipation. In one smooth. Lost my underwear on the Lakewalk, did you see it anywhere?” she texted him knowing it would drive him mad and ruin any remote possibility of him being productive this afternoon. He’d be just sitting behind his desk or in a meeting, thinking about wanting to fuck her hot cunt. All the blood in his body and any intelligence he may have left seemingly concentrated in his big throbbing cock. He texted back an eye-popping out emoji followed by, “I’ll try to get home early.” She smiled deviously.. My baseball bat and favorite glove, gone. Evena small trophy I'd won years ago in a golf match was now gone, alongwith a diploma and a couple other awards and knick-knacks I'd collectedover the years, all gone now. Because the clothing didn't fit my newlifestyle, and the awards? Well they were made out to a Tim DuBois aname that was now only a fading memory. With Richard's money, power andconnections and with the constant attentions of the ever present Ms.Lawrence, Tim was history, Tiffany.