’ ‘Would you like to put this on me?’ He paused, and looked her in the eye. For a moment he wondered if it would bother her, the way it did some...women. He caught her eyes darting skyward for a moment as she considered his offer. For a moment he wondered how much of his careful teaching she had internalized. ‘It’s the sensuous solution when I have a man who isn’t sure about using one.’ Dean murmured his satisfaction as she put practical words to the suggestions which he had offered her through. Adrian assumed Stonewell wanted to send a signal to the others that change was imminent. Change in personal power, the only currency which mattered.Adrian had just told them their entire foundation was in peril.It was not in peril from the competition. It was not in peril from the police or the courts or even the government.Promisense was in the entertainment business. Headquartered in Lake Tahoe, Nevada, Ord Stonewell had built an empire based upon quality adult entertainment. Magazines,. "Now hurry up, I'm inside my office closing my door, and I'm already cupping one of my tits." Fuck Rhonda," I said running across my office to unlock my door. I glanced down, saw the bulge in the front of my pants, and worse, a nice big wet spot forming on the outside of my beige slacks. I made it back to my desk, unzipped my fly and fished my cock out once again."She there yet?" No, any second now however." And as though I'd willed it Christy knocked, opened my door peeking in. I waved her to. They moved forward a step.This was going well. Shanna took a deep breath. She smiled, a smile friends and foes had learned to fear over the years. Her voice was calm, friendly as she spoke."Oh, I'm a fucking Polock. Who the hell are you?"The Elf blinked, straightened. Uncertainty flowed over her young face. Royalty, Shanna thought. This one is Royalty. Or at least a noble. The same vibe she had gotten from the better class of Pole flowed from her. Not the Queen, no. Probably not. A Princess,.