I like putting on a show. I would only do this for you. I know others are watching. I don’t care. I want them to see the long, hard object that will...be filling me. I can feel that fire building inside of you. I know it’s time. I get up off my knees and turn away from you again. I know my role. You need to have control and I just took some of it from you. I know of your past and if I were anybody else, it would be different. I wore the stockings and the heels just like you prefer. You tease me. It is almost predatory. “Just go in that room and find something.”The reporter glances toward the room she is indicating with her finger. “I think we are getting a little sidetracked,” he says. “This is starting to feel quite unorthodox.”Beatrix rolls her eyes. “I’ve spent my years growing up in the professional world when my father ran this company. Let me tell you: It gets old real fast. So when I took over and renamed it, I decided to throw professionalism straight out the damn window.” She. She reached overand gently hugged her companion. "You know I'm here, and your sistersare here, anytime you need a shoulder to lean on. You don't have to bethe tough sergeant just now."Meeks lips quivered as she finally gave in to the grief she felt. Thestrong arms of her queen wrapped securely around her shoulders as shepoured out her sorrow and loss. Her shoulders shook with her sobs.Nicole's heart, too, felt the pain of loss; she closed her eyes to shutout the world for a moment. She had held. “Dangerous I asked?”“Yes Betty. A man could get ideas”. Just then I could see he was taking in my shape, my long blond hair, my 32c breasts, my thin waist and long legs. I could see him thinking, I could see a change in him. I crossed my legs even tighter and crossed my arms.I had been with boys in high school, but they were all so immature and boring. And I had never let anyone of them inside me, just my mouth. “Listen, Betty, I want you to think seriously about what you think I’m thinking..