"Tell mea bit about yourself."Her smile had faltered a bit when I didn't say yes immediately, but itgrew again when I didn't outright reject her as a ...andidate either."I've been working for your father for two years as an intern," shesaid. Her statement also clued me into the fact that she already knew mysecret. If Dad had already told her, then I knew he felt certain I wouldagree to allow her to be my personal assistant. "I just graduated fromUCLA with a Bachelor's degree in business. Before I knew it she had dived on top of me and was seeking to find my tickly spots. However with my workouts I was now strong enough to turn the tables on her and soon I had her pinned to the sofa. Now I was lying on top her with her wrists pinned level with her ears and looking down into her face."Beast," she said. "If you know what's good for you will let me go." Why should I?" I asked her, "It seems to me I have got you where I want you."Saying that I dropped my head and kissed her and my. He stripped out of his clothes and undid his bra. As he put on the pinkbra he tried to retrace the steps that Ashley had shown him. Fasten theclamp...adjust the straps...pull the flesh to sit in the cups. Thatwasn't so bad he thought. He noticed the dainty flower sewn into thecenter of the bra and found himself amazed at the detail. He also was alittle taken aback by how the bra molded his two mounds into two roundglobes that jiggled lightly when he moved. It was only a matter of timebefore he. Not quite facing her but clearly waiting.She was not in the mood for this. Her mind raced with thoughts and feelings. She just wanted to get home and relax. But she decided to walk up to him. To give him a minute to speak. “I was just”, he began but stopped. Was it her expression? His hesitance was welcome. She had no time or inclination for small talk. “Just what?” She replied. Already turning to go.She carried on walking slowly, showing his company was welcome on this level and not much.