" Fuck." Barb's a genius negotiator. She had them over a barrel." You owe her so much." I do." She's jealous." I know. But we'll always be best friend.... You like her don't you?" She's a strong woman. I like her, yes, but I respect her even more." Good. I'll tell her that. She'll like that." How are you doing?" Surprisingly well." Hungry? You have makings for breakfast?" My stomach's ... a little unsure. Give me a hug?" she requested. "It should make me worse," she whispered as I hugged her. ”Her eyes teared up a little as something dawned on her, “You didn’t tell Bill that I was your Office Whore to humiliate me, you’re proud of me being your slut and you were bragging, weren’t you?”“Of course! What man wouldn’t be proud to call you his own and want to brag about you to the guy who helped dream up the whole concept in the first place?” Chad asked. “My mistake was thinking he’d understand how special that makes you. He’s just an ass, Rei, and I’m so sorry…”Reina interrupted, “You. She is aware without looking that every eye in the place is on her, and the buzz of conversation has died away. While the circling caressing of her buttocks continues, Stella feels the blonde’s other hand begin its journey up the front of her thigh. Up and down, up and down, until the back of the hand brushes against her pussy, which today (like all days) is shaved as smooth as a baby. Stella is unable to completely suppress a gasp at this contact. The blonde hesitates for a moment, then begins. Have a nice weekend.’ he stammered. Everyone quickly hustled out, except for Amelia. She slowly packed her things away, then came and plonked herself down on the edge of his desk. ‘What can I do for you, Amelia?’ ‘Just wondered if you needed any help for the open evening tonight?’ she smiled. ‘Actually I could. Would you drop by around seven, help me set up?’ ‘Sure. Do I need to dress up?’ ‘If you want.’ ‘Okay. See you at seven.’ she smiled, then hopped off the desk and bent to pick up her bag,.