“Noah?” she asked once more, hearing him chuckle.He shook himself back from his thoughts. “Sorry, I was just thinking about this place.”“And...”“A snail.”“What?”“The book at the baron’s home, it had a picture of a dungeon crab. It might have just been a guess at what it looked like, but it was of a giant hermit crab. However, hermit crabs don’t create their own shells. Snails do. Hermit crabs just take them over. So, either we’re actually inside a snail, or if this really is a hermit crab, then. ”Linda knew just what to take because he had given her a wad of cash the previous month and instructed her to buy those items for possible travel. She imagined herself wearing them in the shadow of the Eiffel Tower and the romantic atmosphere of the Left Bank.She wondered if her boss would have a Frenchman for her to wrap her legs around to help seal the deal. He had taken her on a trip to Scotland a few weeks ago and turned her over to the President of the investing firm and his younger. " You aren't old my dear, I have a daughter almost your age. Don't I Wilma," he said smiling. "I also have a beautiful grandson." Daddy boys are handsome, not beautiful," Wilma said."Alright he is handsome," Dennis said. "Well you two do your consultation while this old man picks up his handsome grandson for a boys night out." God I hope it's not bar hopping," I said smiling."Not tonight, tonight it's lazer tag or something equally fun," he said making a face. Then he walked out the door."So,. “Even better, now take off your skirt.” I didn’t have a choice. As noone else was in the office, I felt a little relaxed but still very nervous. I slowly unzipped my skirt and pulled it down. I took off the skirt and left it on the floor. I covered my pussy with my hand and stood there near the couch. “Now sit on that couch, and do what you were doing at your desk,” he said, as he closed the file and put it aside. I stood there, thinking that he might be just trying to teach me a lesson. He.