It's a tough job but someone has to do it."He offered me a whisky, which I refused, then poured himself a generous measure and took a long swallow. "O...e of the perquisites of being head of chambers is taking a dram of Old Pulteney of an afternoon." He said in a voice mellowed by a lifetime of single malts. "Another is giving on the job training to attractive female pupil barristers ... on the job literally in many cases, I'm happy to say." He let out a deep chuckle, and grinned like a naughty. She stepped toward me andput her arms around me. Her face came right to my breasts. She kissedmy tits one at a time, very gently, and began sucking on my nipples.While kissing my hardened nipples, she slid her hands up between mythighs and was soon touching me. I told her I would like to shower first and she nodded, andbegan to undress. Her body was so tiny! Long, straight lush blackhair. Small, but very firm breasts and the most beautiful behind Ihave ever seen. When she turned around I got to. "Emilie smirked as she gently wrapped her arms around Isabella "but I thought you liked my eyes before you even noticed I was wearing a corset."Isabella reached one hand up to Emilie's face, the palm of her hand enveloping Emilie's chin. She pulled ever so slightly to bring their lips together. The pungent smell of whisky was pulled back and forth as they stood, their mouths just a millimeter apart. After a few seconds of staring into each other's eyes in an almost challenging, yet also tender. ”When they got off at Jarvis, the street and sidewalks were empty. By the time they got to their apartment house, Quentin’s party spirit was leaking away. He was sleepy, but -- paradoxically -- horny as hell. Even watching Letitia’s hips flexing in front of him didn’t make the last flight of stairs a pleasure. He was tempted to hold one, but she’d said that it was time to sleep.Letitia used the bathroom first. When she got back in her robe, he was holding his pajamas.“Need those?” she.