When he stood once to get a set of blueprints from the shelf that Arnie wanted, he noticed her eyeing his hard cock pressing for release from the jean... that contained it. Erin moved her hips as if she were anticipating him filling her pussy with it.When Arnie asked Robert for an opinion, he always answered in the Gibson's favor. Finally an agreement was reached. He got a lot more than he had thought he would. Arnie was known to be a bastard in negotiating but he was putty in the hands of Erin. I was "Dr. Gordon Hollister." A young man with over-long hair in a too-tight jacket greeted me and offered a damp, limp hand. He led me to an elevator and pushed the top button. "Up with the big boys," he said. I didn't bother to say anything. He led me down a hallway to a double door, knocked and said: "Here he is," when it opened. There were large windows, a meeting table, and three people. One was Sue, who kissed me just where Weena had. The two men were introduced: station manager and. You greet me at the door, completely nude except for a diaphanous silk coat. The garment is very light and translucent, a light aquamarine color with tiny gold threads woven into it so that it glitters as you move. Your breasts are hanging heavy and full, barely covered by the thin garment. Your nipple rings gleam in the soft light and your fiery red bush blazes at the apex of your alabaster thighs. We embrace and kiss, deeply and passionately; I grasp your breasts and lower my head to kiss. All we have to do is to offer the opportunity. I can even see the advent of female bodyguards. Many things are possible if we are willing to take the chance!" OK, I agree with you. The good thing is that we have plenty of time to set it up. Where should we start?" Let's start with the reading and writing. Put out the word that we want to hire a freedman scribe. I can guess that a freedman would come a lot cheaper than a slave scribe. We have time to try that, anyway. I will interview the men.