Randy did contact Anne and ordered her back to the office to arrive the same day that he returned. He had called a meeting. The only people invited we...e Anne and I.I was apprehensive and scared. Both of them must have known I was not acting, but rather had sunk to a level of debauchery that had shocked me. What did they think of me now?Randy was in his inner office when I arrived. Anne was right behind me as we both went into Randy’s office and sat down.Randy said, “Katie, why don’t you go over. Time seemed to be both crawling and flying at the same time. The days were flying; school seemed to be rushing past at breakneck speed as we prepared for upcoming finals, while the nights seemed to crawl by. I had spent weeks, literally, getting to know the top ten potential victims on the FBI's list. My first encounter with Elizabeth Street had made the job seem easy. I should have known better. Bob had warned me that it may not be as easy it is sounded. I should have listened. Separating fact. She has calmed herself on his lap now. He kisses her softly on her lips and tells her to move to sit beside him now. Emma does as she is told.As they sit on the couch next to each other, naked, their thighs touching, Donald takes Emma’s hand and for the first time ever for her, he presses her hand against his firm cock.Her palm is against the back of his shaft and he guides her fingers to grasp it. They both let out a low sigh as for the very first time she grips his, or for that matter any,. “Yes, but don’t stop,” I breathed. I really didn’t want him to; I was so enjoying the sensation. The heady scent of sandalwood and the heat of the wax were almost intoxicating. “Perhaps you’d like me to cool you down a bit.” I was about to tell him not to, when there was an equally sudden burning sensation on my tummy. At first it felt exactly like the wax, but then I realised it wasn’t hot at all, it was ice-cold. But coming directly after the hot wax, the burning sensation was very similar..