‘It is a pleasure to finally meet you.’ ‘The pleasure is mine, Heather.’ ‘Why don’t we all have a seat and get started.’ Looking at my t...o lovers and giving them a quick wink. ‘Abby is the one who designed the logo for your company.’ ‘Very impressive, young lady.’ ‘Thank you Mr. Franks.’ Abby says, crossing her legs so her skirt slides up higher on her thigh. ‘Mr. Franks, I would like Abby to show you some of the other designs we have done.’ Abby stands, making sure he gets a quick glimpse of. Four women, all working for Uncle Jack and now they work for me. Things could be worse."I love the view from up here," she said. "It makes me feel powerful, like I'm on top of the world." Christine?" Yes, Mike. Do you mind me calling you Mike?" she asked.I laughed. "God, no. I'm already tired of people calling me Mr. Kane. Could I ask a question?" She nodded so I continued, "What exactly did you do for Uncle Jack?" He never talked about us?" I shook my head. "I guess we have the advantage then.. The end booth was my chosen place. With its one, adjoining booth, it had a single glory hole that could be used for the most impersonal of sexual acts, but more interesting to me was the fact that others could join me inside without attracting the gaggle of onlookers that tended to gather when things got hot.On this particular afternoon, I came in to find fewer men milling in the hall than I might have found in the evening. Each one watched me as I made my way past, checking to see if I seemed. Presently, her eyes opened half dreamily, she heaved a deep breath. I made as if to resume the tickling. 'No, no,' she murmured faintly, 'it's no use! ... I can't stand it! ... don't tickle me any more!''Well, will you yield yourself to me?' I asked. Alice lay silent for a moment, then with an evident effort said, 'Yes'!Letting the feather fall between her parted legs, I leant forward and took her in my arms: 'There must not be any mistake, Alice,' I said softly. 'Are you willing to let me do.