She was in a daze... but she obediently did as he wanted.He softly slid his hand along a bare calf, up, up, up under the hem of her soft, lily-white k...ee length pleated skirt. His hand slid up along her smooth thigh. And soon he was cupping her little panty-covered ass cheeks, kneading them. She protectively tensed as he touched her. Her pussy had become drenched when she was sucking him and Herrington smiled as he noticed the huge wet spot over the crotch of her panties.She still could thickly. Amber. Turning to me, she asked, Why Ms. Amber and not Ms. Anderson? Beats me, I shrugged. But watch out, everything she does seems to have a purpose. Agreed, my chubby secretary nodded, but her facial expression hinted at fear. I walked back into MY office, determined to regain control of this power play game Amber was playing. She was still in the same place as when I left…at MY desk, legs up and heels off. Sit down, Cassandra, she offered, pointing to my guest chair. I was again fuming,. " Well thanks for telling me. Can I end the call now? I want to get thatbooking confirmed," said Anne."Ok, you do that," said John. "Bye." Bye," said Anne.John put down the phone and went to explain things to Liz.* * *With the hotel sorted, John and Liz could now make financial plans forthe next few weeks. It would require a good amount of money raised in thenext few weeks, but John was sure it could be done.On Saturday, he went with James to St. James' Park for the stadium tourbirthday. I discovered that wrapping hair around the brush as I dried it createdsome loose curls, and I worked through my hair, marveling as the blondecurls began to frame my face, creating an increasingly feminine look.The face itself looked a little worn and tired. There were lines on myface that made me look older than I really was, created from the exposureand hardships I had faced on the island. Even so, the female hormonesthat I had introduced to my bloodstream had changed it so much, my.