’ He smirked and looked behind her, spotting a giant-looking box covered in a deep blue velvet cloth sitting in the middle of the living room. ‘W...at the hell is that, girl?’ ‘Patience, Daddy, patience…’ She pulled at the waistband of his slacks playfully as she led him over to the couch. He let out a soft laugh and followed, trying not to spill his drink. He slumped down on the couch, spread his legs comfortably, and took to sipping his whiskey as she pitter-pattered around the room. The girl. “I fucking love it.”“I could never please her,” I thought, looking down at my erection.He guided her hands to his shaft and looked at me with a smile. Her hands barely closed around his thickness and had plenty of room to operate due to his length.“Your ex-husband was such a wimp,” he told her.“A fucking wimp,” she added as she continued stroking him.I was surprised by the talk between them, but I was sure that it heightened the arousal between them.He slapped her face again and looked at me. ”There was a general nodding and saying ‘hello’ and ‘morning’ as we took our seats, seven heads swivelling to stay zeroed in on Zann; which she casually ignored while not really ignoring anybody. I plugged in my laptop while Stuart, the Brand Manager, put the agenda up on screen and began talking us through it. Most of it was centred on the graphics, with a discussion after the presentation, then there would be some other items after Zann and I had left.I loaded the PowerPoint and quietly. Before them a wide bridge led to an enormous gate at the entrance of a cartoon-scary castle carved into the high stone wall of a cliff. The gate looked like an enormous mouth and two openings above it looked like burning eyes. It still looked about as scary as a Scooby Doo cartoon.The oddest thing to DaBigBoom was the ground. It was marked out with squares like a giant chessboard. The pattern covered most of the grounds leading up to the bridge and continued right into the fort. Some of the.