'Sure baby', he said shifting slightly, the bump in his shorts was mine to crush, 'You can sit on my face too', he said naughtily, laughing and pursin... his lips.I came up close to him before offering my ass to sit on him when his hand went between my legs and touched my inner thigh. I stopped mid stooping as he stroked all the way under my shorts leg and touched my pussy.I had laid my wine glass on the table and placed one hand on the corner of the same table and the other on the arm of the. I could almost hear her blushing. I asked, slyly, ‘Oh, so you’re dreaming about me now?’ She paused when I mentioned ‘dreaming,’ but after a long moment of quiet thought she answered, ‘No, no dreams, just thoughts of you. Speaking of that, when are you and Karen going to pay me a visit?’ ‘I think we can swing a trip your way in a couple of months, just as soon as I get things quieted down at work. Okay?’ ‘Okay,’ she said, brightly, and then blurted, ‘Oops, I’ve got to run. Rounds are starting.. Janice took his hand in hers and gave a squeeze to signal Wynn to be quiet and still. Wynn looked at her and out of the corner of his eye he detected movement. He turned back to see Red with its eyes open. Suddenly the mannequin lifted its arms and took a step off the low pedestal towards Wynn. He jumped in surprise but Janice pulled him gently back onto the bench, resting her other hand on his arm in reassurance. Ms. Red gracefully walked to stand before Wynn and Janice, then began a series of. By now, most of the employees had been herded into a utility closet and locked in. One guy had grabbed the box that had most of Jack’s papers in it and was hurrying out the door with it. The rest of them were basically trashing everything in sight.I flashed Dad about what to do next. He said that Agent Callas was enroute and that there were no other FBI agents in the area. These guys were imposters and were probably working for Jack.That’s all I needed to hear.The only ones left in the office.