Jobbson Katie almost flinched as he repeated what she said. That might have been a little over the top. “Yes Sir.” “You can start by calling m... Aaron.” “Yes Sir.” He looked at her raising one eyebrow. “I mean Aaron.” “Well Katie, that is a mighty big statement, “absolutely anything”. Suppose hypothetically speaking I were to ask you to take off your jacket and skirt?” Katie felt her lower regions contract with that question. Oh shit, now what? How bad did she really want this job because. Paul was torn between dealing with the body and dealing with his needs. He picked up the paperwork and read the detail. Name: Jennifer ………… Age: 17, Cause of death: heart failure due to congenital heart disease. The coincidence of the name wasn’t missed and he lifted the sheet to look at this Jenny. What he saw amazed him, the girls face was calm almost smiling as if relief had come at last. She had long wavy blond hair flowing around her and Paul couldn’t help but pull the sheet away to look. I have dark brown hair that waves naturally, piercing blue eyes and a thin and curvy figure to finish. I guess men didn't like brunettes as I much as I thought they did. Or blue eyes. Anyway, I got my kicks from setting up others, and that was my plan! Scanning the cubicles from my office, I sighed. There was no-one compatible in my eyes. That’s when my boss popped into mind; at the same time my assistant walked into my office. Light bulbs flashed above my head and I knew who my next candidates. .. now you can. And if you’re worried about my not being experienced, Andre has been given me lots of advice. I know I can satisfy you, Mom.”“Oh, Honey, I’m sure you could. It’s just that mothers and sons aren’t supposed to...”“Love each other? Why not. We already love each other as mother and son. Who’s to say we can’t take it even further?”“But...”“Please, Mom. Give me this. I’ve never wanted anything as much as I want this. Just this one time. Then if you want, we go back to the way things.