Those legs that, for the life of me, I could not stop myself from looking at. They were fantastic, long and smooth, not too thin, and a little muscul...r. Her thighs were firm and I couldn't help following them all the way to where they disappeared under her skirt. Once I though I saw a lace stocking top, but wasn't sure. "I was hoping you would say that. Having a guy like you find me sexy is like my biggest fantasy, but there's more to it than that. You are such a nice guy, Pete, and have. The guys led the way out to the car park with Mel in the middle and me tagging along behind. There was a lot of groping her tits and squeezing her ass which she enjoyed and made no attempt to stop. The leader ushered her into the back seat of a new BMW and sat beside her immediately sliding her skirt up to reveal her shaven mound again. He told one of his minions to go with me to make sure I found the right place and didn't phone the cops. We turned into a parking space behind one of a row of. There was nothing to be done for it."Hi, I'm Mark," he said, coming to the table, "You must be Sandra."Sandra rolled her eyes. "Mark, sit down. I feel silly enough as it is."He sat, giving her a crooked smile. "You don't look silly. You look beautiful." Please, don't. If I'd known. You said you had a date, didn't you? This is way to embarrassing. I think I should go home." Already? Of course, if you want, but I'd be happy to buy you dinner first. My place or yours?"Sandra blushed down to her. .. And we're… off to commercial." The producer said as Pedro switched over to commercials.Outside the control room, in the hallway, Marcelo Andrade was on his way to see his friend Pedro, to share some good news.Just outside the control room, Marcelo bumped into Hugo, the news segment producer."Ah, Mr. Andrade, did you have time to go over my idea for the new show?" Hugo looked at the young program director for the television station. At forty-two, Hugo was ten years older than Marcelo."I did.