Aside from being a wonderful, caring boss, he was also very good looking and made her heart skip a beat whenever she was near him. She picked up her c...ipboard and pen in case he needed her to take notes or dictate a letter for her to type up. After a quick check of her makeup and hair, she went to see Mr. Baxter.She knocked softly on his door just in case he was on the phone or something. "Come in," she heard him call from the other side."You needed to see me, Sir?" she asked, peeking around. He indicated a dark alleyway. At the far end you could see heavier traffic under bright lights…” Oh, alright….but if we’re still lost….we’ve got to ask someone!” You were still mad at him for failing to stop some passers-by a few minutes ago. You found yourselves walking up a bumpy narrow alley, every step taking you into deeper gloom. A faint light fell from a dusty window halfway along…”Stop ! I’ve got something in my shoe!” He waited with ill-disguised impatience as you fixed the problem. Plan ye hai ki usko kaise bhi darake paste lagane ke bahane maze lena.Fir mai evening time pe tabasum ge gar jake bola ki ye dawa mai pass ke ayurvedic dukan se laya hoon.Ye lagane se one month me tere rashes chele hayenge wo kush hoogai.Fir bola ki tabasum tum ye tube app ne rashes ki jaga laga loo aur carefully queki doosri gagah agar lagai tho problem hojathi kuch reaction hosaktha hai.So wo naddan tabasum dar gai aur boli ki nahi hona mujey.So maine dare karke bola ki agar tooje koi. "Stop smirking and get up and get over here Pussy Slave!" I demanded.Lynette looked at Kristen, who nodded in confirmation.It only took about five seconds for Lynette to get over to where I was. I started fondling her breasts as I introduced her: "This is Lynette, also known as Pussy Slave. She can tell you the exact number of lovers she has had, male and female, and even give you their names if you are looking for references. In our high school, she was the head cheerleader in more ways than.