Though disappointed he would never hear her call him by his real name, but otherwise quite pleased with himself, Gary grabbed an unopened box of Kleen...x and logged onto the chat program, then went straight into #living_dead to await her arrival. In the meantime, he chatted up some other girls, most of who hadn’t gone out for the simple reason they were barely teenagers. The ones who were able to send him photos were all pretty plain and seemed pretty thick even for their ages and yet he felt. “What?” she asked when I hesitated.“It’s silly, but I feel ... like I am a pretender,” I tried.“A pretender?” she pushed, her eyes showing concern.“You look like royalty,” I told her. She smiled, but looked confused.“I feel like I am some peasant pretending to stand next to the princess,” I added with a soft smile.“No my warrior,” she said softly, “You are my shield, giving me solace,” she smiled warmly. She could see that I still felt uncomfortable.“Eric, not every woman get an opportunity to. "Um, yes. I'm Sophie," she replied awkwardly. Lisa greeted her with a warm handshake and led her into the room. It was small, with a massage table in the back next to a cart of waxing supplies."Just go ahead and get undressed from the waist down, and lie here on the table." Lisa smiled and turned her back as Sophie slipped off her flip flops, pulled off her denim skirt and panties, and lay down on the table."So, what are we doing today? Everything off? Or a strip in the middle?" asked. It looked to me like a proposal for how this company should go forward.''Sorry sir, ' I responded, 'but it wasn't meant to be presumptuous.'I could tell by Natasha's expression that she felt that it was, but maybe it was her business persona or just her father's presence, I noticed that she was a lot more subdued and in control.'At this meeting I want to concentrate on the management structure that you suggested.' He looked, no stared, at me. 'What I'm about to say never goes out of this room,.