He was about forty or forty-five years old and at least six-feet-two-inches. I could barely keep my eyes off him. The moment I first saw him, all I ...ould think of was his cock. I imagined a large, thick, beautiful cock. I started looking at the clothing, especially the shoes. I always wanted a pair of sexy stripper shoes. I then moved on to the toys. And every time I look over at him, he was looking at me. I was very interested in a foxtail butt plug, but it just wasn't in the budget. . ’ I said to myself, hit send, & headed towards our shared lecture, wondering how composed she would be.Telling herself she that at least she didn’t have to show her face, Stacey very reluctantly unbuckled her slacks. Standing in front of the mirror on the back of her office door, she quickly unbuttoned her blouse, snapped an admittedly shaky pic, and quickly hit ‘send’ before she had time to think about it. Stacey was so angry and frustrated she stomped her feet as she got dressed and gathered. So I waited some more."You are going to make me ask, aren't you?" she finally said to me.I smiled my best shit eating grin and nodded.Linda gave a little shiver, then whispered, "What did Susan say?" Oh, she volunteered," I said rather smugly.You could have knocked her over with a feather at that point. She looked at me, looked down, then looked at me again, as it all sank in.At that point all the tension evaporated, and I started to laugh.Linda looked at me, then punched me but she started to. You will return with me tonight.’ Taylor blinked, floored by the information she had just been given. She had known of no happier time than these past weeks with Mr. Leif. ‘But what about Mr. Leif?’ she stammered as she tried to digest the ‘bomb’ she had just been handed. ‘I’ll take care of Mr. Leif.’ Assured Sir Glen. ‘This cannot be avoided Taylor. Circumstances have changed. You always knew you would not be with me forever.’ Taylor gulped trying to force back the tears and bowed her head..