I guessed that was so that he could spring it on them in a hearing. I had no idea and I didn't care. I was going to do a Sergeant Friday. I was just g...ing to gather the facts. Nothing anecdotal just the cold hard facts.First thing I did, when I finally got to the town of Chattanooga, was find a drive thru restaurant. In the case of Chattanooga it was on a kind of service road. Even so it was on a well traveled one. The Service road was also home to an unimposing, locally owned motel, as well as. Perfect.Now, what do we do about those feet... Even in bondage, foot fetish is not everyone’s cup of tea, but, I think that she understood the yellow/red thing, so, here goes.My corporate ID card is on one of those stretchy widget thingies, so that you can drag it from your belt to the reader. I pull it out as far as it goes, and wrap the ends around her big toes. “Make sure it stays taut!” I say in Viktor's voice, while trying to hide an evil grin – her legs are already getting tired, I can. The office door opened and my boss and his new customer were shaking hands. Good, Milt would be in a good mood. I watched quietly while the customer turned and went out.“David, come in come in,” he said.Milton and his brother Gerald, the company CFO, had founded the company thirty years earlier. Milton and I had become friends in spite of our totally different place on the social register. Milt was a people person. Gerald, on the other hand, was taciturn and friends with few; well, he was a. After a short while Jen left the room, only to return a few minutes later with five beer bottles and the video camera on a tripod, he planted the tripod a few feet from Nanci and then checked to make sure she was in frame, then pressed record before handing out the beers to everyone, Nanci's beer was placed between her legs. She looked down and could see the condensation running down it, she wanted to drink it as it would probably loosen her unbearable tension a bit.Still sitting down the guys.