"I know and I did apologise, but I was so worried that you might not take all the details into account," Gwen said miserably."I was just mad at Sam he...e getting to kick some pimp arse without inviting me," Emma chuckled making me smile."That's my girl," chuckled Sam. "But this one could be dangerous, they may be armed." That's why I brought Beatrice with me," Emma replied and brought a composite Olympic bow from out of the Landrover, complete with a quiver of illegal tips too."Seems like you're. She's a brunette, not to tall, about 5 feet 2", fit build. She has B-cup breasts. She works out once a week, keeps in shape. Since we are colleagues, we spend a lot of time together in the office. We started to know each other a little better. She confessed to me that her husband is lazy and doesn’t work out and she doesn’t find him sexually attractive any more. In bed she does most of the work and wants a real man to fuck her good. After she told me this I started to get closer to her,. Maybe you noticed me when we met. There I was...fiercely concentratingon some spreadsheet or something. Just an average serious businesswoman, still in her business clothes. Maybe you noticed my legs ended inhorse hooves instead of feet. Or perhaps you were put off by the largebulge in my skirt. For some reason you never said hello. It's a shamereally, I'm still a great woman on the inside.You should have said "Hello". You would have seen my smile and how itlights up my face...how it forms the. .", she opens her eyes... "Let me look at you." "Maybe I can get an idea from looking at you." "You know, you are kind of small for a guy," she says."I didn't know that insults are supposed to be part of an angel's ..." Insult..." She says, covering her mouth with both hands. "It wasn't an insult," she says waiving her hand to accentuate her point. "I am just trying to brainstorm." "It just gave me an idea that's all." "But I am not sure if we are allowed to do that." She looks in the.