I pulled the sheet up to my chest. The shouting voice again, “Who the fuckin hell are you? And where’s Carol?” I had no idea what was going on... I shook my head, looked up and saw this… this woman standing in the doorway, fairly large build, tall, took up most of the door entrance. And with a very, very angry look on her face. She was wearing a short grey skirt, matching jacket and a white blouse. Again the red faced woman shouted, “Can you talk? What’s the matter with you? I asked you a. I've quit and I'm not coming back."He blinked at me a few times and muttered, "Well, I wanted to hear the words from your own mouth. Still friends?" Forever!" I assured him, and I promised that I would get back in touch after a few months or so. He didn't ask for my new address or phone number, I think he could tell that I wouldn't even give it to him, or worse ... would lie to him.After over half a year on the road, I would have thought that I'd be glad to be home, to stay, but I was soon. Let me show you," Shelly said and pulled a rolling ladder over. "Will you hold this for me?" she asked sweetly.Jennifer held the ladder as Shelly climbed to the top. Naturally, Jennifer looked up as the young girl climbed. She couldn't suppress a gasp when she realized that she was looking directly up Shelly's dress. Even in the dim light of the room she could plainly see her bare ass and puffy sex lips between her legs. She was surprised that she was naked under her dress. Obviously, at some. It's got a futon, candles if he needs them, music ... and not just the stuff I work with. Relaxing music too. But MTAC or your office is good too..." she said, stuttering to a stop."Her lab," Jet agreed. He just wanted to decompress without an audience. "What do you need to know? Do you want to do this with the other agents in here to refute anything I might have forgotten?" Or misrepresented, he added silently.Martin angled a glance over to Tom. He might be the director of the larger agency,.