"Keith snapped open his briefcase and pulled out the file on the Crysler case. He hoped this wouldn't take long. He had a hot date at seven, but he co...ldn't expect Sid to appreciate that. Sid probably didn't even know what a hot date was."Read the first brief, Keith, and we'll discuss it," Sid ordered, sliding forward a little on his chair. He could hardly keep from gasping as he felt Brandy's limber fingers on his zipper. He just hoped that he'd be able to hold off and enjoy this for a long. Contessa started a series of questions to Claudia on her news background, approach to news delivery. She joked about Claudia being a Jack of all Trades being the sole employer of her Newsletter. Claudia replied she enjoyed doing the research and interviewing the town’s people.“Now Claudia, I would like to discuss your DVD. How did you ever come up with your ideas?”“My friend knows a Professor at Albany University. The Professor made it a special class project to produce my newscast. My friend. Then you wouldn’t have Sarah to copy from.” He was thinking fast. She’d end up over his lap, but she should play at being forced to it.“Aren’t you ending a sentence with a preposition Mr. Brown?”“On the other hand, you could be in the eighth grade next year.” Okay. That was the way they’d play it. She’d be a ninth-grade girl in a one-room school. Still, it would take a lot of suspension of disbelief to handle Faith’s lovely, full, ass and pretend that it belonged to a ninth-grader.“Oh, no.. I began to feel more comfortable going braless and did so almost all of the time. While we were still in college (we met when we were both freshman) Dave talked me in to letting him take pictures of me wearing sheer tops and no bra. These were Polaroids, as this was many years before digital cameras. I found out he wasn't real careful about where he would leave them and several of his frat brothers saw them. Maybe that's why several of them started to hit on me. Dave never knew about this and I.