"Yes ma'am?" I replied in a shaky voice."I'm sorry I don't know your name. I was wondering if you could come get these boxes out of my office. I tried...calling for someone to get them out but I never got any response."This was just my lucky day. "Sure I"ll get them out for you. My name is Michael by the way," I said introducing myself as I walked in her office."Thank you so much Michael. I really appreciate it." Her tone was so warm.I walked in her office, which was neat, not sloppy like the. “You should take it off.” I suggested but her already red face went redder and she explained that she didn’t have anything on underneath her tracksuit. We sat down in the lift and introduced ourselves, her name was Diane, and I told her my name and explained who I was. When I told her why I was there, we both started laughing. It was getting like a sauna in the small lift and I was sweating like mad. We started making small talk, but I could tell that the heat was getting to her and I had an. I know I was there so I wouldn't be here when the trouble occurred. Sauter made a point of asking me to a meeting at his offices that had no purpose and no result." A meeting like the one we had with Schellen," Helen noted."Yes. Well, that was meant to get you to buy into this labor deal, Helen." He indicated the envelope on the desk. "He really thinks he can get you to go along. But, Sauter's pretty angry about getting thrown off the job site." We'll get back to that. Go on about the. Heather stirred against Gregg's body. The tightening of her arms around his torso, the gentle pressure of her bare pussy against his hip, the low semi-conscious moan coming from her throat — these all conspired to erase any thoughts of Deuce or his journal from Gregg's mind. She looked up at him, her sultry green eyes filled with desire, lust, and love. Her hand snaked down and began playing with Gregg's re-hardening cock, her smile mischievous.It took a force of will greater than any Herculean.