"Talk to the right person." But Ah don't know..." That would be Jim Sweeney," Brenda said."Ooowww, that sounds like fun!" Ashley exclaimed."Jim Sweene...?" Darlene asked with a puzzled look."Sure," Brenda replied. "He's the Director who's in charge of the Finance Committee. He's the man Ashley flirted with at the gala several weeks ago." Ah don't even know 'im. What would Ah even say?" Let your cute little figure do the talking for you," Ashley answered."Ah couldn't!" Darlene gasped. "Ah jus'. The manager called someone to come into his cabin. 5 minutes later, a beautiful-looking girl entered his cabin.I glanced at her and could not resist looking at her for the 2nd time. She looked fabulous in a simple maroon saree with a thin golden border. She was wearing a designer matching blouse, her hair made up in a beautiful bun on her head.She stood with a few documents in her hand. The manager introduced her to me as my account manager. Her name was Malar, a typical classy Tamil beauty.. She's the star. She's the one who men see and fantasize about."He patted his kitten's thighs lightly. She smiled and leaned towards him, letting her massive fake breasts brush against his face. "This bitch has some power. She may show up late or not at all. Most of the boxcover sluts do that." He didn't give a fuck who heard him. "But Joe!" the bitch next to him finally spoke in a low, sultry voice, "I am never late." With that she gave a gentle shake to her upper body making her implants rise. I was shocked but immediately overcome with adrenaline. I set the note down just as the server set down Emily’s coffee. She read the note and smiled. “Careful with that one, she bites,” she quietly mentioned with a wink. I slowly got up and walked toward the restroom, making sure no one was watching too closely. I headed toward the men’s but then slipped into the women’s at the last instant. I could see feet in the second stall but no one in the third. However, I obeyed the note, went to the.