Donner, we haven't seen her in few weeks?!?" "Uh, she's in Europe," Virna replied, "she should be home in a couple of weeks, though!!!" "Well," Mirand... went on, "we have an opening at two this afternoon if that's agreeable with you, should I put you down for it?!?" It was now or never, "Yes, two will be just fine," she replied, "see you then, and thank you!!!" Hello, Mrs. Reynolds, it's so nice to meet you, won't you please come in and have a seat," Miranda said graciously while shaking Virna's. "You're fine right where you are."They sat together for a while, watching the other people move around the beach or enjoy themselves in the water. His thoughts raced through a variety of alternatives for striking up a conversation, for "getting to know her," but each and every one failed to make it past his lips. They were together, he told himself, don't screw it up with too much talk.She didn't seem inclined to conversation, either. After only a short while he noticed that her thigh was now. I have spent years perfecting my contracts, and you know there is no way out of it for you. You don’t want this job, but you are stuck in it. Ironically, you are perfect for the job. Your submissive and exhibitionist tendencies, the way you dance and move, your perfect body, the way you give in to your sexual desires and much much more make you the ideal Slutty spokeswoman. All you need is to lose your hangups about yourself and me. Your pride has forced me into a corner. When forced to fight,. . ? Lord, he could tear her apart before any help might even get close to the house! No! No! She must... must remain cool... somehow, charm him keep him at bay! And... and what was he doing... ?A potent unexpected sensation charged through her earlier, self-aroused loins and belly as she watched him lower his huge head and begin to sniff at her genitals, his cold, wet nose like the brushing touch of an ice-cube against her hot, sensitive cunt- lips and still, tingling thighs... !Oh... oh God!.