No panties being provided was something else.“Where are the panties?’ asked Kerry.“There are none to this outfit” said Rebecca lifting the fro...t of her dress to expose her shaved pussy.“You remember Bill Griffin. He’s coming to the office this morning. He is a big tennis fan and we thought we would dress for the occasion.” Rebecca informed Kerry.“But why no panties? You said I wouldn’t have to strip” complained Kerry.“Men invest in our company because it is a good business decision. They also. I was thinking of going for, 'Distinguished and Refined' myself. I think Vanessa would be upset with me if I bought a phone that caused girls panties to fall down all around me."Carol accused, "Guys are impossible! You've got no idea how important it is to choose the right phone, have you?"We agreed we didn't."Don't blame me if Julia takes one look at it, throws it away, then takes you to the store herself." Umm, yeah, I can see that happening. Maybe I should let Julia choose my phone. She does. “You're terrible at showing you love me, Dean.” Her eyes narrowed, annoyance creeping into her words. “You get too caught up in your work. So, of course my eyes are going to wander.” “And the fact that I care enough to track you down every time you disappear on one of you affairs...” His eyes widened. “That's why you do this? To see if I still love you?” “Partly.” “Partly? What does that mean?” A dreamy smile flitted across her face. “I also fall in love.” “You love Marco?” he asked, his face. We share a house with 5 colleagues in our field duty station. One of those places were security does not allow us to go around and we are in between office and the house. When she was a student in Europe she would wear jeans and t-shirts and the image of a pair of solid perky boobs on top of a slender body with nice hips have not left my memory. I used to fantasies about undressing her and jerking of in front of her. She has the bedroom next to mine. During sleepless nights, out of girlfriend.