I need you to run down a client’s story. Everybody else I asked wants a hundred dollars an hour and the client can’t afford that,” John said.“...o now you are taking on clients below the poverty level,” I asked.“It’s one of those cases I have been assigned by the presiding judge,” John explained.“Tell me you aren’t going to offer me minimum wage to run down some homeless guy’s alibi,” I suggested. “Just plead him out and move on.”“I can’t do that. It’s a woman with a child, and she is innocent,”. It was Paul’s turn for butterflies, but he tried to play it cool, “It was the butt plug, wasn’t it?”Emmy laughed, “Kind of!”“How would you feel about skipping over dinner and going right to the part of the night where I insert your new butt plug, turn it on high, and give you a light caning on your delightful pussy?” Paul asked.“Did you bring your cane?” she asked.Paul smiled wickedly, “Emmy, did you think I would come unprepared to take care of our dark needs?”Emmy lowered her gaze, “I’m. Smiling, I put my bag down by the cooler and walked over to the empty desk outside the door to your office. I sat down in the chair and straightened the stacks of paper. Swinging the chair from side to side, crossing my legs in the short black skirt you had sent me. Wondering what you had planned.Your office door was closed and I heard the sounds of movement from within. My heart started to race and I wanted to jump up and run in to you, but I forced myself to stay put."I'll teach you some. Kintu ma bara ta mukhe dhukate parsilo na.ate khepe gia boss ma ke jore jore koek ta lathi marlo. Ma sitkay gia ghorer akpas porlo.boss bolte laglo khanki magi jodi amar kotha moto na cholos tahole toke jobai kore felbo.ai bole bisal akta suri ber korlo.ma voe chilla dia bollo hujur apni ja korte bolben ami tai korbo kintu amakr mere felien na.boss ha ha kore hese bollo ay to amar jadu sona.aso amar bora to chuse gorom kore dao.ma boss er bara ta hate nia narate laglo r jibha dia chete dite.