It was bent at the knee, with her casted foot pointing at the ceiling. Her hip and thigh were tight and well-shaped, and looked oddly bare compared to...her casted body. On the other hand, her right leg resembled a massive plaster column, adorned only with her tiny foot that was sticking out of the cast. ?Are you in much pain?Abby,? John asked. Her mirrored eyes found his and her lips twitched into a wry smile. ?Some things hurt more than the pain itself, John.? Chapter. I understood the deal she thought she was offering me and it gave me someinsight into the mental games these ex execs played out in their minds. Strugglingto reserve some control over her destiny, she was offering to do her old jobunder the title of secretary. She thought I'd value her and put her to useto do my work while I took the credit. She'd be protected by my dependenceon her. She'd have a ?relationship' with me but only on her terms. Some managersdid use these discarded execs in exactly. As we stood close together in acrowded tube train I was only aware of her and the fact that I wasconcentrating on not passing out. She stroked me through my trousers andthe soft silk panties. The silk was sliding deliciously against my skinas she stroked and massaged lower and deeper. I felt such a slut as shewhispered in my ear, "I want to fuck you there."I followed her in a daze from the tube to the dark, hot streets of thecity. The neon lights and the atmosphere electrified the air around. "Oh, we definitely trust you," Hayley said. "But you interviewed a lotof people for this book, and I wouldn't put it past Masson to offer,you know, a bounty or something for, you know, info, or names..." Not thinking of any of your former trainees in particular?" Amy askedher dark-haired friend, causing her to frown."...Alicia's a decent girl," Hayley replied. "Yes, she takes her jobseriously, but she's not, you know, THAT much of a brown-noser." We hope," Amy said, before grinning as the.