“Morning Julie” he greeted her not slut Julie she smiled to him and greeted him back “Morning Sir” and smiling himself he told her “Sir real...y, call me Toby.”Toby called her into his office later that day asking her to close the door. “OK slut lift your dress” all pretence of civility gone. After a slight hesitation which he noticed she lifted up the front of her dress as ordered. Seconds later Toby Whitehall had two then three fingers in her twat “What are you tell me?” he commanded. The legs. They literally did not know what had hit them. She did not pull her punches, and the two muggers very nearly died for their sins. Between the broken bones, the cuts, and the bruises, the two muggers were in worse shape than the man they had attacked.Black Cat and Lizard Man levitated about 100 feet into the air where they would not be easily noticed, yet could keep an eye on the situation until the authorities showed up. The EMS (Emergency Medical Service) showed up before the cops, so the two. It’ll be fine.With a furtive glance to the entrance, she tiptoed out into the fitting room hall where he took her by the hand and led her to the three mirrors. She could see herself from every angle, practically topless, out in the open, terrified as she heard the attendant chit chatting on her phone. What if someone comes to try something on? What would they think of her, dressed like a tart with her boobs on display?“There you go,” his hands rose to her his and held her in place. Her heart. Spotting an old copy of Erich Fromm's book, "The Sane Society," I knew this woman was no dummy. A moment later, I spotted Eric Hoffer's book "The True Believer. "WOW, I thought, she's not only sexy and beautiful she is intelligent too!"Richard, why don't you relax here in the living room, while I fix us breakfast?" she suggested."Would you mind if I kept you company in the kitchen, instead?" No, not at all. I guess I really should run in and get dressed." Please don't do so on my account," I.