She stuck her head inside the door and said:"Hold off on finding someone else for Jared until I get back to you. I think I have a way to take care of ...he problem."Back at her desk she made several phone calls and inside of thirty minutes she was down to needing only one thing to make her plan happen and she was sure enough of getting that one thing that she called Dan and told him that the Jared problem had been taken care of. She looked at her watch and saw that she had just a little over two. “I don’t want any secrets from you, Paul. You’ve told me everything. I want you to know everything too.”“Are you sure about this?” Will asked.Clarissa nodded. “Paul stays. Just like last time.”We went back into the lounge, Clarissa and me sitting on one sofa, the three trustees of her father’s estate on the other.Clarissa switched off the television, threw the remote on the coffee table and said, “So, what’s so important that it couldn’t wait.”Will looked at the other two and then said,. ”“I’ll never run again,” she moaned. “I wasted money on those shoes.”“City folk,” snorted Bob. “You’re all soft and weak. But I’m going to change that, at least in your case. Now, eat.”Twenty minutes later she leaned back.“I’m full,” she said. “I need a nap.”“There are no naps on a working ranch,” said Bob. “What you need is a massage, to loosen up your muscles and work the lactic acid out of them.”“I don’t see any masseuses around,” said Mandy.“You don’t need more than one,” said Bob.“I don’t. Her clothes were not semi transparent, but neither were they totally opaque. The cloth was thin and hung loosely on her body. Bra was absent but I knew the third cloth would be her skimpy thong panty. I winked at Mayur. But he was already looking down at her.My wife was commenting about something on the TV and I was just replying casually to her. She was doing a good job to appear as if everything was normal. Casually she raised her arms and held them together behind her head for few minutes..