He asked her to turn around slowly so that he could see her entire body. He then asked her to sit down again which she did.He wrote something in the b...ok he had in front of him and then he said that she was quite attractive and he could perhaps be interested in giving her a try. There was, however, a lot of candidates and he was only looking for those who was prepared to do everything needed to make the pictures possible to sell with a good profit and he was not sure if she was that open. I tried to move and lick Her shoes, but the chain brought me up short. I knew better than to say anything until She gave me permission, so I kept panting and grunting.“What a disgusting sight. I hope the neighbors don’t walk by and see you like this.” And She turned and walked away, leaving me in full view of anyone who walked by our door, even leaving me at their mercy, should they decide they wanted to do something to my helpless body.I was now humiliated in addition to being intensely,. ”“Don’t you mean, ‘Lead on, MacDuff.’?”“No, Mr. Jones. The correct text from the Shakespeare play MacBeth is, ‘Lay on, MacDuff’. You can use that as a trick question with your friends some time.”“Right. I think you and me might get along after all, Jeeves.”“I do hope so, Mr. Jones.”The tour took us all of half an hour; there were so many rooms to be identified, and I insisted on seeing their interiors, so that I knew their relative sizes and ceiling heights. I also wanted to see whether any of. I like it," she decided agreeably. "You have a little..." Stacy smiled and touched her upper lip."What? Oh!" Wren's face reddened slightly and he frowned, reaching for a napkin. "Sorry." Don't be," Stacy pursed her lips into the tiniest pout imaginable and then spoiled it with another smile as the bartender placed a cup of eggnog in front of her."So, um ... Peace on Earth," Wren offered as a small toast and Stacy dipped her head."And goodwill towards men," she accepted and the two of them drank.