. they're not hers... they belong to one of thegirls in the office" he replied, then suddenly wished he hadn't saidit. "Really? You're letting the gir...s in your office dress you intheir panties? I haven't heard of that management technique before" hechuckled. "Well, actually sir... I've... I've been meaning to tell someoneabout this. It's a bit embarrassing but... I... I'm being blackmailedby the girls in my office... and they keep making me... making me wearwomen's clothes... and last week.... "They ate dinner at a good restaurant, then strolled into the park behind the amphitheater to look at the city lights from above. A rock band was tuning up in the ancient Roman structure as they headed back to their hotel in the Vieil Orange district.In the morning, they had a final, informal, meeting with the committee, then drove back toward home across the Rhône and through the vineyards and orchards, stopping for lunch at a restaurant where they could eat outside alongside the Canal du. " I took her hand and let her lead the way.All I had my eyes on was Jessicas ass in front of me, looking hungry for dick. Finally Jessica found a nice spot on the beach under a palm tree and she gently layed me down. "now then babe" she said "we are alone now, no one can see us nor will they see us, now we are alone I want you to remove your shorts" My face became more red, I pulled my shorts down and my dick flicked out looking straight up in the sky, Jessicas eyes widened "woah oh my." She. ‘Maybe I need food,’ she muttered, and rose, picking up her purse. Eros followed her as she left the building and paused on the sidewalk. He smiled when she turned left. He’d discovered that her favorite takeout was a little Italian place two blocks from her office. And right next door to it was a Hallmark store. Olivia walked briskly. There were a lot less people on the sidewalks now. The business district dried up after 6 p.m. Just before she reached DiVallo’s, she paused to look at the.