‘Why thank you sir’ answered Debs in a Southern Belle accent ‘…but I haven’t finished yet’. She took Tom’s hand and escorted him to the ...ofa. ‘You sit there and watch…..let’s see if we can’t do something about that’ She gestured towards Tom’s now limp cock. Tom made himself comfortable and just watched. Debs began by folding her arms and lifting her top over head, her breasts seemed to swell as they were released from their confinement, they were beautifully round and full and tipped with. He seems nice.”“Yeah,” Bethany said. “He’s nice, and beautiful! He likes to welcome the new girls.” WE both giggled.Just then a middle-aged lady in a business suit appeared with a clipboard. “Randi?” she asked curtly.“Yes.”“Good come with me.”I followed her down the hall as she spoke quickly, never looking back.“Ok here’s the deal. I know you interviewed and were hired by Mr. Davis. Since that time he has been transferred. But don’t worry, we can always use smart girls like you around here. It. Hayden had closed hiseyes in anticipation to the glass shattering. He opened his eyes butthe glass hasn't even cracked. "Ah hell..." he lifted the chair againthen repeatedly smashed it into the glass. After the sixth try hefinally managed to make web like cracks. His muscles were stringedbut in one last effort the glass shattered. The chair flew out of hishand and dropped to the pit below along with the broken glass.Hayden took a stepped back then a deep breath. "The things I do forthe human. I knew I was only stalling, but let him think I was a bit dim."Ah?" said the voice. "Your wife says otherwise. Then again, the manner in which I framed the question to her might encourage her to say thus."Jesus Christ. What had he done?He was still talking:"If you are not Jack Heyward it is ... unfortunate. However, the misfortune will not be mine alone. I have great interest in the welfare of the wife and child of Jack Heyward. I have none in that of the wife and child of Jackson Carstairs,.