In fact, that’s how I met George, I was his admin.’ Before the couple left the office, the good doctor made an appointment for Gloria to interview...with Royce Crabtree, founder and owner of BBC Inc. As a word of advice, the doctor suggested that Gloria wear something that would show off her large derrière and big breasts as Mr. Crabtree enjoyed full figured women. Just as Gloria had been insisting the last few weeks, once again she drove home. George rode in the passenger side sulking, it. "Mr. Jones, can you come down to the front desk, I need to talk to you."Since I was very tired, I asked her if it was something that could wait."I'm afraid it's not Mr. Jones. I must insist that you come down rightnow."I agreed and headed down. When I arrived at the front desk, Tracy asked me to come into theoffice. Still not knowing what was happening I went behind the desk andtook a seat in the office while Tracy shut the door. She reached intoher desk and pulled out my magazine and put. “Cut it out Ellen,” I protested weakly.“But your cock is dripping and so gross on my tummy, Josh,” she said again, a delicious lilt in her voice lending a sharp edge to the sensuality of the moment, “smearing your sex juices on me… that’s so naughty of you.”“This is so weird Ellen, why are you doing this?”“Is it, Josh? You know, I heard what you said to mom, that night,” she said, her voice sounding the slightest bit husky suddenly.“What?”“Don’t you remember?”“I’ve noticed how you look at your. " I said in a tremulous voice. "Idon't think I'm quite ready for anything like that yet! I mean, I'veonly been in here," and I indicated the suit I was wearing, "for a dayor so! Now, you're a good looking guy and all, but I'm gonna need a fewdays before I feel comfortable doing ANYTHING like that okay? No hard feelings? OOh! Did I say HARD feelings? Didn't mean to have THAT slipout! I mean, um, oh boy... Okay, look Tiny, I mean DON'T look, not atme, that is. All kidding aside, I'm really not.