About half way unexpectedly he told her to remove her knickers, she did as she was told, not easy in a pencil skirt and a safety belt but she managed,...holding them in her hand as proof she had removed them. They pulled into a farm shop at the roadside, he bought some apples and strawberries then giving her his money told her to pay the man, which she did, the man chatty as they try to be when faced with her 32b`s and dark nipples in a thin shirt, asked if they were “out for a drive,” his eyes. When she got angry, you did not want to be around her. Barbie was 25, on her fourth husband and had a couple of studs, not counting me, warming up in the bullpen, well-heeled and eager-to-wed ones. Number four was looking very haggard these days, fucked out, destined for the discard pile from which there was no escape. The first three had all died rather violently."Take her out, get her cleaned up so we can see what we've got, buy her some decent clothes and show her around. Get her back here. She just asked me if I wanted to see more. “Yeah would love to see more” I had a big grin on my face.She then stood up and then slowly took off her top and then unbuttoned her pants and slowly took them off and she stood in her bra and panties. She really looked beautiful, her big tight boobs were held in place which bounced each time she moved, her panties were pink and semi-see-through and I could see her camel toe. “So what do you think Kay?” She asked me; me I rather watch than talk but. "You understand Celina, you will have to be up on everything in this office, know where everything is, when I need it I need it as fast as you can put it in my hand." I told her. She nodded, then proceeded to ask not only excellent questions but extremely intelligent ones. Damn! This woman was almost too good to be true, there was something about her I wasn't sure but right now she was the closest to what I needed at the front desk. I let her know I'd contact her soon as I had more.