I promise I won't... I promise..." I trailed offas Miss Stevens idly twirled the thin cane in her hands."The problem, Josh, is that I can't trust a pr...mise of yours now, can I?I told you not to masturbate. You gave me assurances that you wouldn't.Yet I hear from the guards you did it not once - not twice - but threetimes before ten pm last night," she spat venomously. "I've more thanhalf a mind to just give up on you. Obviously the grievous bodily harm ofyour cellmate wasn't enough of a wake-up. “It looks like they could be following a pattern. I want you to take a team and see what you can find. See if you can pick up their trail. Track them down and eliminate them.”Samantha and Spencer have already settled into their room and taken a shower. The hotel itself is the best in the city with a five star rating. They opted to go so expensive because, well, they are not the ones paying for it. And with having to wait for their contact, they had nothing but time on their hands. Besides, what. Glen was feeling much the same things. Tim frowned at her. "Jesus, Sarah, you just saw Glen yesterday! Why must we have him for lunch?" "You're having your bother and cousins over. And don't tell me that 'that's different'! You know how boring I find them." Sarah had always complained to Tim about those Sunday afternoons, and had related this to Glen on numerous occasions. Tim opened his mouth and then closed it. Sarah was right. But that didn't mean he wouldn't keep an eye on them. He didn't. Walking into my office I greeted mysecretary with the thought 'if only you knew what I was wearingtoday - and what's more what I will be wearing this weekend!'My desk faced the door so I was shielded by it. I sat down andundid my trousers and opened the front so the lace panel of mypanties was on show and settled down to work. I got a realthrill when first my secretary brought in my coffee and then myboss came in to discuss a project with me and all the time I wassitting with my panties on.