"'Good'? You weren't saying that just a few days ago when I bested you for that contract to Lord K'yaran."Doran laughed heartily. "Business is busines..., and not worth holding a grudge."Roquan raised an eyebrow at this and glared at Doran. "At least no one ran to the Emperor over it this time," he said coolly.Doran withered slightly. "Ah, yes, well (ahem), on to the business at hand, now that Rennis is here."Rennis cast a sidelong glance at Roquan. "Apologies for my tardiness."Doran waved a. "Then Friday arrives.At the conference, all eyes devour Marian and her cubist dress. Betty reaches the assigned seats with difficulty, always leaning on Marian. Once seated, Marian begins to caress Betty's legs, which Marian had cleverly suggested to keep free from stockings, and whisper in her ear:"So, darling, all right?" Yes, but hand in place."Marian pretends not to hear"I told you hands in place."Marian continues undaunted and her hands continue to rise along Betty's legs."Relax, nobody. "No but I do have a contract of sorts ready for you to look over. Use it as a guild when you write your contract. It includes the wording we used, with a lot of liberal wording to help you. What I think would be a good idea is for me to work out a deal with the bank, but the marina then pays your charge back as part of the boat build. Then we can work on it from there." That would be fine," he said."My trustee will want the name of the workers on my boat and their hourly salary. There might be. She feels something opening her pussy lips, it slowly enters her. She crosses her legs, while pulling at the edges of the device; she doesn’t want this. She feels more of it go in, it begins to vibrate slightly. As the device stops at her cervix, filling her up completely, Hannah finds herself standing up, with her legs slightly parted; in one hand she still holds the letter she was just reading, the other hand rests on the device where her pussy should be. Her breathing is disorganized, she is.