"You bet I do I say teasingly with a wink" I grab the mistletoe and place it in front of my pussy. "Get down your knees pussy slave and give me my d...e." He stares at me blankly for several seconds before replying. "Wait a second, who the hell do you think you are?" he says indignantly. "That's Mistress Emma to you pussy slave. Now down on your knees before I fire you!" I can see that the idea appeals to his body at his cock strains against his jeans. However, the thoughts flittering. I just can't help it, I see a man, or in some cases a woman that attracts me and there I am again. This story is about my current job. I balled the boss again even knowing what would probably happen in the end. I'd only been working there for less than a month when it happened. He was a good-looking guy and I'd been turned on by him since first meeting him at my job interview. I didn't want to get into trouble again so I kept trying to ovoid him, but heck, how do you do that when you work. I produced the note with seven items that I had jotted down.1. Big Tony sent Delores home on a Thursday, September 4th.2. That same day he had given Dad a box of Chazzy's toys.3. Big Tony left the house about ten in the morning of the 5th.4. He didn't get gas at Leppolli's.5. No trace of him or his car were ever found.6. Big Tony's associates disclaim any knowledge of his disappearance7. It was raining hard the day Delores left and for two more days.To this I added the statements given me by. The mug in the black tee-shirt is Tim, and the one sitting in the chair is Lars.Alena waved to them, saying, "Hi fellers. Who's getting married?"That turned out to be Tim, who was already drunk.All four men were devouring Alena's body, which was clad in a white cut-off tank top and cut-off shorts with black boots that ended four inches above the knee. She was confident the outfit would draw their attention, recalling Ellie's comment as she dressed for the occasion. Gee, Alena, you certainly.