I took off my heels and followed him. As I entered my bedroom I saw his ass staring at me. He was on my bed, his head stuffed into my pillow and ass r...ised up. I loved that he was commanding me without saying a single word. I approached his fat ass and slowly spread his cheeks with my hands. His asshole was hairier than I had thought and as I took in a whiff of it, I realised that it smelt dirtier than I had hoped. My head involuntarily jerked backwards from it, the smell was quite strong. I. Then she flashed me a bright smile. "I'm Darci," she announced. "And who are you?" I'm Joe," I told her.Darci flexed her marvelous legs for a moment first with a deep knee-bend, then minced her way over on her toes to the edge of the table and extended her diminutive hand."Nice to meet you, Joe," she chirped, somehow maintaining a bright smile throughout.I was stumped for a moment. Then I reached out and gently took her hand in my thumb and forefinger to shake. Her smile, if anything, grew even. .." she started. That was all it took as I blew my stack, "Look here you pompous windbag. I RUN THIS school. If you want something then you talk TO ME and you do it in civil tones or you can take your fat ass out of here!" Obviously upset but not about to back down she tried again, "You will address me..." "I will smack you down faster than you can breathe woman, you don't know who or what you are dealing with. You interrupted a meeting between me and a true lady," I stuck my finger in her now. There were no thumbnail pictures on that page so he clicked on the "Next" link to open up the first photo. What greeted him was a photo of Megan in front of the desk in her hotel room. She was dressed in a light blue cotton shirt and a dark grey pinstripe pants. Both of them fitted to her torso like a glove and were what she would wear when she needed to be on site with clients. Her long brown hair was pinned up and the matching jacket could be seen lying on the bed in the background.On the.