This had to be some kind of prank, right?"Do you know what this letter is about Ms. Stone?" Yes, sir." "Including the part wher it mentions you have t... do whatever I say?" Yes sir." So if I were to ask you to show me your breasts?" Long fingers quickly undid buttons and she slid her shirt half down her arms revealing her small, perky, teen tits. They were barely two mouthfuls but they were there. if this was a prank than Jem Stone was in on it. I started reading again."Additionally your. Do I want her to be part of our marriage? Yeah. I think she deserves some happiness and I think we could give it to her." Well, my dear, you said the magic word about both of them. If you hadn't said you love them, I might have been hesitant. Now, I'm not. All of us agree they'd make fine additions to our family." Okay. All that being said and agreed on, I think we should wait a while before we invite them into our marriage. Everyone, including Cindi, thought she was in love with me. She even. I think Sara is a lot of fun.” Things have gone perfectly, he is sat there sweating, red in the face with an erection that looks like it will last him a lifetime and we have arrived at exactly the point I wanted to get to. I stand up and cross to the adjoining door where Sara is waiting in my secretary’s office. Opening it abruptly, I can see how his jaw drops as he sees that Sara has been listening to him and then how his jaw drops as he sees how she is dressed. I had asked Sara to wear her. But she was afraid of what would happen if she did. She was afraid of what Michael was capable of. Any scolding from Rick would be welcome compared to what she would surely endure from Michael.“Courtney?” Rick asked, his voice concerned. “Are you okay? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”“Yeah,” Courtney started, “I’m fine.” She paused and looked out at the parking lot. “Just sort of zoned out thinking about what you said. He makes me nervous too.” She said as she went back to her work.The next.