He unbuttoned his dress shirt and folded it in half then draped it over a chair, doing the same with the tie.She undid his belt buckle and hooked her ...ingers into his boxer briefs. “God Mr. March, you have thighs like tree trunks.” She ran her hands over them as his trousers lowered.“Yup. Never skip leg day.” He watched as she pulled his waistband down, down, down until his penis was free and hanging in front of her face. He saw her eyes widen a bit as she mouthed the words, “oh my god.”“I knew. I can’t help but imagine that stubble lightly grazing my inner thighs.I check myself over one more time in the mirror. I’m dressed to impress today, my white blouse and black pencil skirt displaying my curves perfectly, my legs elongated even further by the black pump heels i wear. I look professional, but with an underlining hint of naughtiness i have a feeling you will enjoy.I quietly enter your office, locking the door behind me. You are sitting in your custom made executive chair, looking. She applies powder highlighter above my cheeks and below my eyes,extending out and up to the outer corners of my eyebrows."Let's go dramatic for your grand unveiling, Barbie." She uses blackeyeliner pencil on my upper lid, both above and below my uppereyelashes. For the lower part of my eyes, she uses the pencil above thelashes only.She uses a little brush and comb on my eyelashes and tells me the weirdlittle device she's using is my new eyelash curler.She applies two coats of mascara on my. "So you managed to protect him after all." He made it difficult for me, but, yes, I managed it," said Frenon."It was well worth it," Tarras said. "For I have learned much about the Inonni's standing with the peasants."Rennis' face hardened, but he forced a curt nod. "I should have expected that would be the very first topic on your lips." It is as I had suspected, Rennis: the peasants are indeed the key to stopping the Inonni, but perhaps not quite in the way I had intended." Oh really?" Rennis.