I gulped more whiskey"Mr. Simmons, you look tense" I am"She leaned over and rubbed my chest"Why so nervous Mr. Simmons" she unbuttoned my shirt and ra... her hand inside"I shouldn't be here" But I just wanted to disucss my grade, I need to know how to improve it"Gina unbuttoned her shirt- she is stunning. Firm medium tits, tanned all over and a tiny waistMy eyes must have been popping out of my head"I think I can do something about your grade" mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm"Gina leaned over and undid my. Our first date was made for a Saturday night. We met at 'our' place, and after Paige parked her car in the driveway where she had always parked it, we went out to eat. She was quiet and would only talk about the weather or her job. She asked a few questions about my business, but other than that it was like a date from hell.The part the hit me hardest was the feeling she gave off to me. It was like I was nothing to her. Nothing at all. That hurt me too. I suppose I got a little bit angry. Some of Blair’s body parts almost burst as Cheryl twirled upside down on the pole, periodically doing the scissors so that her shaved pussy was clearly visible in the multi-colored lights now directed at the center of the pole. As the last song on the playlist was ending she promenaded over to Blair and sat on his lap facing him exactly at the last beat of the song. All the lights automatically turned back to white but were dim when Cheryl stared into Blair’s eyes and said “Fuck me!” Blair. She really had not given them any thought in months, a fact that bothered her. Sally had even been remiss about talking to them on the phone. All she knew was that they were now working as domestic servants for a family in New York.Why this was so was yet another puzzle because with their savings and her father's Army pension there should be no need for money, let alone money earned under such demeaning conditions. The contrast in status between their domestic service and her Justice Department.