I was also extremely horny. “Behave!” Steve responded. “I can’t,” I replied. Steve grabbed his radio and strolled off, without saying a w...rd. I figured I had ticked him off, but I wasn’t sure. “Fuck him,” I thought silently to myself. “I’m damn good looking and I always get what I want. Who the hell does he think he is? Superman?” I rewound the security tape and erased the last hour of the recording to insure any evidence of my late night pool excursion would not be preserved or. *Yara repeated the message."Um," Sheena said, "Sorry about the jaw. Princess." She performed ahalf-assed curtsy and curled her lip in distaste.Morgana said, "We're headed out. I have an idea where Steve is." Shelooked at Yara. "Melissa, too, but that one is in a secure location.Difficult to get into. Hell to get out of."Yara felt helpless. Impotent. She wanted to rage, but felt emotionallydrained instead. "I would like ... a full accounting?" I need to speakto you in private. Yara avoided. He opens his mouth but no words come out. He tries to get off the desk but I climb on top of him and straddle him making him immobile. “What?” he finally manages to gargle, somewhat confused and in shock. “You couldn’t take the more traditional route and seduce me. You didn’t have the decency to buy me flowers, take me to dinner, and charm my panties off, did you?” I hiss, before grinding myself against his hips and leaning back to cup his hardened package through his jeans. A light moan is his. Hearing Stephanie's heels come closer Linda said, "For the last posetoday, I want you to turn your back on me, raise one leg to a tiptoeposition and cock your hips slightly. Then look back at me over yourshoulder and close one eye as if you are winking."Following the instructions Mark couldn't help but think he was actinglike some sort of model for a shoot. A playful female model to be exact.He cringed at the thought, but it was better than resisting. After allhe was still scared that she might.