Thanks, Steve.”“Come on Steve, don’t make it weird. She’s doing this as a favor, after all.”“Sorry Katie.”“Now, the trick to grabbing ...omeone’s ass is to really make them feel wanted. Katie, can you just your ass out a bit? Yes, just like that. Perfect. Steve, how could you make someone feel wanted?”“Um ... be gentle?”“Dude, you really do need these lessons. No, it’s exactly the opposite - you want to be really rough. Really cup those buns.”“Oh!”“See how she reacted? Grasp them firm and tight,. I lean into his broad chest and he comforts me. His hands slide over my hair and I feel a wave of contentment."I'm sorry I made you worry," he says and I look up at him. He's got a smile on his face and I'm now confused."Then why did you send me that text?" I ask him. "Why didn't you answer me back,"He leans over and grabs the two shopping bags and now I'm confused more than anything else. If he wants to leave me, why does it seem he bought me something."So, I did a little shopping earlier. "Hmmm, look at this soft white skin, so perfect, so smooth. No slave of mine should have such flawless thighs" She shivered, trying to open her legs further to avoid my soft tickling fingers. "Mmmm, she's ticklish too. How ticklish are you wench?" I asked her, leaning over to get the honey dust and feather from the shelf beneath the table.Lisa threw her head from side to side."Ahhhhhhh, my sweet. I will find much pleasure in watching you squirm helplessly as my feather teases every inch of your. You do get reimbursed for the donuts, though. Not a total wash.Monarch, though, ran a tight ship. The morning’s interviews completed, you get back to sifting through code, looking for all those cracks in the cybersystem. Bleary-eyed, you look up to find it’s already almost 1:00. Only about ten minutes to evade the meter maids. Perfect timing to move to a spot in Monarch’s lot, too. You pack up your laptop and make for the exit.On your way out the door, however, you are interrupted not once, but.