"What are we getting into?" I asked. She giggled. "Lets see what else they have for sale." I continued to scroll down the menu on the left side of the...screen. "I like nipple toys." she said noncommittally, "let's take a look at some of them."My cock started to stiffen. I let go of her wrists, and she continued with her massage. We scrolled through the selection as she ooohed and aahhed whenever another picture and description appeared on the screen. Her hands released my shoulders and grazed my. Al Barton came over with Kurt and Dave and instructed them to take me upstairs to lie down. I was too tired to resist and let them walk me to the elevator and then into my room. I simply got into bed and fell asleep.When I woke up, I saw Michelle sitting on the loveseat.“Do you want some dinner?” she asked.“Yes. I was so exhausted I nearly fell asleep coming upstairs.”“Doctor Barton said that’s normal. Too much exertion isn’t good. Kara is downstairs. Do you need my help?”“Just walk with me,. It did not occur to me that running an office was a lifelong dream of Roni's.It was a lesson that stood me well through the years. The term "Manager" has mystic powers. It was a tiny one-room office, but there was a desk, a phone and a filing cabinet. More importantly, the door read, "Veronica VanKampen, FD Consulting." It did not hurt that the address was a block north of Boylston Street. I suppose that put her uptown. In any event, Veronica cried when I showed her the office and handed her a. She leaned forward slightly, or was it I, and our lips met in a ‘first kiss’ that was ultra soft, only lasting for a brief moment in time, but the heat that passed between us nearly singed my moustache off! When we pulled back and I looked into her deep green pools again I could see the fire was burning in them, too. She put down her glass, the bottle and took my glass from my hand while holding our gaze. I slid my arms about her waist, pulling her gently into an embrace, seeing her red tongue.