For the guys in the office, it means no ties and suits; for the girls, it becomes more like a high fashion runway photo shoot! It is meant to be 'casu...l', but I have yet to see one of the ladies in the office rock up in tracksuit bottoms and a T-shirt! Not that I'm complaining. Even though I have a definite fondness for cock, I am biologically designed to appreciate a woman, especially when they have gone to a lot of effort to make themselves look gorgeous. A small handful of the women like to. Barrog, striding along at the rear of the group, growled in his throat – probably at seeing one of his kin enslaved so – until Shenla shot him a look, quieting him. Glinda, perhaps feeling for Barrog, nudged her horse over and gave him a comforting pat on his broad shoulder, having to reach up a little despite her being on horseback and Barrog being on foot.“Do not console him, Glinda,” Maloth ordered without looking at the Dwarf. “He is Shenla’s, now, and all former loyalties and ties are. Not me. It takes an awful lot beforemy tears start. And when I do it's no more than a tear or two even whenMom and Dad died. I hadn't cried like I did that night since I don't knowwhen. Tears of relief, sadness, joy, fear? Who knows? I just cried. And Ididn't berate myself for crying either. That was a first. It used to bethat I would tell myself things like 'stiff upper lip', and 'boys don'tcry' and other such foolishness. Not that night. Maybe it was fifteenminutes, twenty at the most, and. ’ ‘Maybe I do but it’s frustrating when men don’t take what I do seriously. I’ve worked hard to get where I am and I don’t like being ignored,’ she sighed. ‘Fair enough Miss… oh screw that, what’s your first name?’ ‘Jamie,’ she replied defensively. ‘Okay Jamie, we both have issues. I’m willing to bend and meet you half way. If you’ll agree to sit down with me and have coffee and talk, I’ll come back to class and play nice with the other boys and girls,’ I offered. ‘I don’t date student or.