“Before today, if a man wanted to meet you, he had to call your secretary to schedule an appointment, and even then, he could only give you a polite...handshake at the most. Now,” and I shook her boob again, “a man will simply squeeze your boob to get your attention, bitch.” I moved my right hand to her left tit, my left hand to her right tit, and spent the next few minutes squeezing and shaking her boobs and pinching her nipples, ignoring her helpless curses. “You’ve got nice and firm tits,. "Well," you sigh, "I bought it for a girl I was with but..she decided she didn't want me anymore, so I don't need the necklace".The woman continues to frown. "You poor soul" she says. "Nothing I hate seeing more than a broken young heart." Thanks" you say, confused by the woman. "So..can I get something for this?" you ask. The woman begins to smile."I can't offer you any money for it, but I have something else you might fancy" she says as she reaches for a box behind the counter. She presents. “Oh, and I will need the house cleared when he gets home. So, Candy, maybe you can stay at Sami’s tonight and tomorrow night,” she suggested.“Um, sure, Miss! That should be fine. I can go to work from her place on Monday and then come home after work, OK?” she asked. “Sami, is that cool with you?”“Sure, baby, I’d love to have the company,” Sami answered. “I am so happy you and I had last night to rekindle our relationship. I thought I’d lost you to Gracie, but it seems things will be OK. You unbutton your shirt to make sure he gets a good cleavage shot when you tap on the window. Seeing that the door is unlocked you drab the handle. He nearly jumps from his seat as the door opens, and scrambles to hide himself. Leaning in the car, you comfort him with your soothing voice and tell him that you've been watching anyway, so there's no need to stop. He's still fidgeting in his seat as you sit down and close the door. Hitting the lock button makes him catch his breath. Leaning over,.