She always wore simple attire, almost hippieish, earth tones that accented her seemingly continuous cinnamon tan. Her legs were long and lean, her thi...hs sweet and soft and her breasts, although not large, were beautiful, ending in a pert brownish pink nipple. But her most sensuous feature was her eyes, so dark that they appeared almost black, depthless and inviting. She was a simple girl, she had no piercing except a single diamond stud which she wore in each ear and often the only jewelry she. I then sat down on the sofa. He quickly followed me in, sat down next to me and put his hand on my thigh.He asked how I felt. I told him I was okay. He asked if he could see my body and told me to stand up and remove my clothes. I slowly and nervously removed my top, then my tracky bottoms. He could then see my little bulge in my boxers, so he knew I was turned on. He then told me to remove my boxers for him so that he could see my cock. I did as he asked; as I did, my semi-hard cock popped up.. I had to be cruel or ineffectiveness would become obvious, and yet I had to do it carefully because a stupid lawyer or one meaning to lose the case would bludgeon the victim. I am good at trial--never better that day--but for the first and only time I needed a full glass of burgundy before my cross-examination to soften my nerves. Gould praised me, but the critique I wanted happened two weeks after the trial."You were brilliant, Joe," said Bess on the phone. I'd been wondering if I'd see her. It was ten minutes to nine, and glancing at the clock, she thought, "He could have at least let me get to my desk and put my coffee down first! It's not even nine o'clock yet!"Bonnie sincerely wanted to tell him what she was thinking, but was afraid it would cause the new attorney to make a scene, and she didn't need any trouble at work."I guess it just evens out the few times I was late," she reasoned.She had just finished filing away the copies of the depositions when Mr. Simmons called her.