But the problem is, she is right. She has these horrible pictures of you and her mother. It was a mistake you knew it from the beginning, but the litt...e shit has her good looks from her mom, that's for sure."I count to fife. If you don´t do it I send him the pictures," she says and shows your her mobile phone to prof her determination.It was only one weak moment. You had worked with Mr. Thomson on this new fantastic computer program, and he had invited you to his home for a couple of weeks so. That dress fits you like it was made for you. I'm sure your boyfriend will love it," he says."I don't have a boyfriend at the moment, so I want to buy clothes that will help me to find one." Do you think boys will notice me in this outfit?, I reply mischievously with a wink and a wicked smile. "By the way, my name is Jessica. I know yours from your name tag." It's a pleasure to meet you Jessica," he says taking my hand. "Any guy that doesn't notice you in that outfit must have something wrong. Right now I needed sex. I needed a man's hands to hold my breasts and massage my nipples. But at the same time I was scared. I reached up and ran my fingers though my long hair, bringing it back so that it was cascading down my back and over my shoulders. My feminine ego wanted to make sure her breasts were fully visible! I reached up with a delicate hand and slowly slid first one bra strap and then the other down off my soft shoulders. I watched as I smiled at my reflection and purposely slid. It had taken all of Joseph’s resolve to keep from killing the man before the decision was rendered. The sound of running feet outside of his door brought his head off the wooden desk. He expected his door to fly open but instead he only heard more men (or possibly women) running down the hall.He remembered his mother spanking his behind for doing something similar while his father was indisposed and a small smile found his lips. He opened the door and saw more members of the palace guard headed.