Gerald HATES me.Giggle.I caught him ogling me one day, a while ago, when I was in a fairly wicked mood, and I decided to have some fun. I got up and s...rolled over to his desk, stood there smiling down at him."Question for you, Gerald," I announced in a voice loud enough for the other guys to hear."Whhat's that, Amber?" he stuttered."Why are you staring at me? Do you fancy me or something?"Silly question really. I was looking particularly sexy and gorgeous that day and I knew every guy there had. " I wouldn't have fired him, and he knew it. It was just his way of joining in the national, 'I'm a Bitch' Movement.When we walked into the interview room at the DA's office, there was Marco and Max Hammond. "How the hell did I get so lucky," Max asked Marco."How are you lucky," I asked because it was obvious that the comment was for me."If I had to meet with an Avery first thing in the morning, I would rather it be the smartest one," he said."Bullshit, you just prefer the one with the better. ;-) Slowly crying now, Denise picked up the key andwent back into her room. She sat on her bed and struggled with the handcuffsfor several minutes. She tried to look over her shoulder and watch the keyinto the keyhole but it was very difficult. Eventually she felt it slide intothe keyhole and tried turning it. She was able to twist the key the right wayand felt the handcuff unlock from her right wrist. She pulled it open and freedher wrist, then brought her hand in front of her and unlocked. Mary Ann took the lead, caressing Joan's breasts and pinching her nipples. Joan responded by leaning over and taking Mary Ann's left nipple into her mouth and started sucking it. She reached down with her left hand and began stroking Mary Ann's clit and sticking her finger into her pussy. "Oh God Joanie, you're making me so hot. Give me more," moaned Mary Ann. Joan shifted position to oblige her cousin. Using her thumb to continue rubbing Mary Ann's clit, she gradually increased the number of.