The store’s office was narrow and cramped, filled with office and shipping supplies. There were minimal furnishings — a microwave, a small desk an... a few chairs, a small computer, file cabinets. Ann sat down in the desk chair.“Come closer,” she said.Ann rubbed the crotch of his jeans while looking up at him with a slight smile. Soon she felt a growing bulge. She didn’t take her eyes off him as she felt for his zipper, and then pulled it down. It was the sexiest, slowest zipper pull she’d ever. NonConsent? Exhibitionism? Mind Control? I chose the latter, please forgive if you disagree after reading the story. Again, I welcome criticism, no matter how harsh or honest. I’d love to know if you’re enjoying them, of course, but I certainly want to get better at the craft. Input is appreciated. ***** APRIL’S RADICAL MENTAL THERAPY ‘You see, doctor. I’m supposed to defend my dissertation next week and I’m terrified I will just freeze up. People will just gawk at me.’ At 5’6′, with a thin. “Can you reach right at the back now” she asked and again I nodded my head but this time I am sure she pushed closer; I was sure she was asking questions which required me to nod my head.I reached up and quietly pulled her panties aside so my tongue could get right up her crack and as I hit the spot she juddered, “Are you sure you can get right up the back” she asked and again forcing me to nod my head “OMG!” she murmured softly as my tongue flicked around her arsehole.With her legs pretty near. " And I suppose Mr. Lamb is also a senator?"Ka'as Nashim nodded. "He is." Is everyone for today a United States Senator?"Ka'as Nashim flipped through the remaining folders. "They are."God rolled His eyes, "Well, who was the man that Mr. Lamb supported." A nominee for the Supreme Court." A what!?" God turned almost accusingly towards Ka'as Nashim. "It isone thing to undercut the citizenry's faith in your own position, butto do so in regards to another branch of government entirely? What.