Lynn reached for a book which she opened and removed some listings. Standing up she put on her suit jacket which Jeff enjoy seeing her do because her ...louse tightened and showed him that she had a nice size rack. Walking out of her office she told the receptionist she was going out on some showings and wasn’t sure when she would be back.She drove her Mercedes a few city blocks to a tall building that looked to be fairly new and parked her car. Entering the building she said hello to the doorman. She would first of all show techniques for lubricating her vagina with a finger or a vibrator and then showed how to maximise the pleasure it gave her and the length of time for which an exercise could last. ‘After thirty minutes of continual thrusting your vagina is now loose enough and moist enough to give hours of satisfaction to the most demanding of lovers,’ she would say on the voice-over while the more impassioned film of her masturbating would be on show. Innocence was almost pleased to. She wasn't a naturally aggressive person."Don't worry, we can cope. Look at those two over there you might get some tips." Effie nodded to two women sitting in one of the bar's booths on the far side of the room."Is that who I think it is?" Coral said, looking across surreptitiously at the slightly built, blonde haired girl that was sipping a cocktail while staring in a dismissive way at her companion."Oh yes," Effie responded, "Astrid Kuchen, author, scriptwriter and all round bitch.". .. I ... uhmm ... No, I wasn't studying." Good!" She slipped out of her shoes and kicked them over to me. "Morgan told me about the pool table down here and I wanted to give it a try."Morgan? Pool table? Candice knew about the pool table; she'd even played a few games. Oh! Morgan, pool table!Candice wore a short, white, puffy dress. It didn't have straps so I wondered about the mechanics of keeping it up. Maybe it wouldn't take much to get it off! The dress came down an inch past Candice's.