I didn't care, as long as they didn't take it out on Katrina.For a moment, I considered talking to Heisler, to try to convince him that doing anything...to Katrina would only make me mad, but held my tongue. He'd call my threat and I'd try to stand up for her, to defend her, but though I beat Yeager at arm wrestling, I didn't believe for a second they would fight me one-on-one. No, I wasn't going to be the one to instigate the conflict. There was already enough animosity between us. If they did. Sharon said they had the maid there, and soon Suzette found himselfin a changing room being fitted for a corset. Sharon chose one witha lot of steel stays in it. The saleslady showed Sharon how to takeup on the laces to get maximum effect from the corset. He couldhardly breathe when they were done. The saleslady said to take upon the laces at least every two days. When Sharon asked about heels for her maid the saleslady tookthem to the shoe area. Sharon picked a pair with six-inch heels. It was your company's president on the line. Your colleagues waited, silently, in hushed expectation. "Yes Bob.." you say, loudly, for your colleagues' benefit. "We got the five year deal, not just the three we were hoping for. Of course, it was all down to my team....I do know how significant this was for the Company." You smile at your adoring team. "Yes Bob. I'll pass that onto them. Goodbye." Cheers. Hugs. Manly backslapping. You're bathed in the Chairman's adulation, and allow yourself. Her breast pressed into his chiseled chest, Kay starts kissing the man's collar bone, gradually moving up his neck. Throwing more of herself into his lap, steady at first but increasingly more deliberate and more passionate. Her lips tasting and biting on his earlobe, she feels his lips and tongue kissing and licking her tiny breast. Her nipples get instantly hard, her pussy becomes wet and constantly flowing from the building anticipation and suspense.“Who are you?” Kay whispers with a slight.