’ Boss! Gary liked the sound of that. oooOOOooo ‘Welcome Gary,’ smiled Molly as she greeted him by kissing his cheek and locking her office door... Today she was wearing a tight red sweater over her generous breasts with an equally tight black skirt, which just about reached her knees. Gary handed her a folder containing her contract, all the time watching her breasts moving gently under the wool of her sweater. Was she wearing a bra? Surely he could just make out a pair of nipples? His cock was. She used the bathroom and then we went to the kitchen to get a couple of Dr Peppers and then went to the ‘Indian’ room.“How was the drive?” I asked.“Fine. Mom tried to stop me, but I just ignored her. Besides, her precious little angel is getting out of the county jail on Monday.”“Monday? Isn’t that early?”“Good behavior, or they need the cell, or something. Whatever. He’s on parole and has to see a court-appointed psychologist. Mom tried to get the one she wanted but the judge refused, saying. I didn't want to take back the pizza after driving all the way out here! Finally I heard some one moving around inside! I looked around the neighborhood once more, noticing how nice and quiet it was before they opened the door. I would like to live in a place like this. So quiet and clean. The door opened and I turned around and almost dropped the pizza! There stood the most fantastic woman I have ever seen dressed in tight jeans and a simple white button shirt with the top two buttons undone!. Please."I had begun to cry. For the first time I think he was seeing how serious and how much he was upsetting me with his attitude. I saw him softening, his features showing a sadness and acceptance of my will."I'm sorry Becky. I truly am. I wasn't sure about your intentions, and I thought you had other reasons..." Other reasons? What other reasons could I possibly have John? I'm dying. There is or will be no more for me after that. Why on earth would I have other reasons for wanting you to go.