She was feeling dull but looking gorgeous. Her silken hair, glasses, very light pink shade on her lips, glossy vibrant fair skin tone, soft perfume, c...ubby at right places. Her biggest assets were those big melons crushing on my chest. I didn’t want to let her go from that hug. I get a hard-on from just dreaming of that moment. She was gorgeous and she knew it. Even in the hospital, she was getting a lot of male attention and men were jealous of me.Uncle was recovering well but doctors had. You’re now the youngest VP we have, but I know you’ll knock yourself out for us.”Tracy’s mouth was agog. Such a promotion had never even been in her fantasies. She fully expected the company to bring someone in from outside to replace Doug, and according to the company’s rumor mill that was to be the case. As she thought of Doug, tears came to her eyes. She said, “Thank you. Thank you Doug.”Somehow, through the entire air crash, the TV cameras for the reality TV series continued to roll. They’d. Please don't... Do you still want to have dinner?" Yes. This doesn't change... " CJ started, as I moved my hands away from my misty eyes. "I absolutely still want to have dinner with you.... If you want."I nodded and offered a smile as the butterflies fell from my stomach. I still felt the sting of embarrassment, and imagined so many people's eyes on me. But the way CJ was looking at me was so genuine, and wonderful. For the remainder of our dinner date, I played The Flirt, flawlessly. I kept. I flail for a second, and then land on my stomach. “Ellie, what the fuck are you-”She pushes my face into the pillow and crams her hand into my leggings. I scream as I feel her fingers sliding between my ass crack. I push my palms into the mattress and drive upward, but she quickly straddles my lower back and forces me back down. I whip my head around and stare my anger and terror into her eyes, but she just smiles back, and pushes her fingers further through the crease of my ass. “I’m sorry it.