Mark must have felt something too, because his stroking fingers strayed as they had before, to my upper boob. As before, I held my breath at the first...touch of his fingers but made no protest. In fact, I moved my arm and leaned back a little to give him slightly easier access.It worked, but slowly. A few minutes later, my brother’s fingers had moved further across my chest until my whole, tiny, cotton-covered globe was nestling in the palm of his hand. It felt simply wonderful, even more so. The only thing that mattered was his mouth, now firmly in place on her pussy, and that tongue, that strong, soft, sensual tongue, pushing into her. She moaned as his face was buried between her legs, all the time held in place by her hands. She groaned in pleasure as he forced his head up, just to get air, and then she trembled and shook as his mouth went back to eating her. His tongue reached into her pussy, slurping as much of her juices out as he could, was it his imagination, or did she. I knew I had to see her again. Fortunately she said yes when I asked to meet her again and she took my phone number, promising to call me.I was in heaven, the most gorgeous creature I had ever met and she fancied me and wanted to see me again! She phoned me a couple of days later and we arranged to go out for a drink somewhere. She told me I had a sexy voice over the phone and that I had gorgeous legs and which she was looking forward to seeing more of.When I put the phone down I called Anne to. You stride past open doors under fluorescent lights until you reach the door of your own small office. Outside at a cubicle is your assistant, a promising hire about to enter law school, about five years your junior."Remember, Laura," he says to you as you walk past, "you've got a deposition in ten minutes."You smile and thank him as you pass into your office to gather your notes. You're meeting with the person your clients are suing, along with whoever their lawyers are, to ask them questions.