She looked vaguely familiar and she had on the same clothes that I had put on the mannequin. Her legs were long and shapely and she was leaning over s... that her ample bosom was shown to full advantage."Can I help you?" I stammered. She looked gently at me and said, "No, I am here to help you". I asked her who she was and why was she there. Was she selling something? She said, "No, I'm not selling anything." She said that I had ordered her and she was there to do my bidding.I was speechless. She. “I think he’s just an asshole. He’s never actively campaigned against me. Once I made a decision about something he would go along with it.”“Except for the photographers in L.A.,” I noted.“Yeah,” she said. “I think that was more about you than me. He wanted to show you how the job gets done since you’re such a dummy. He sent me an email today apologizing for his behavior and telling me hoped the severance from the label’s PR department wasn’t permanent. He said if I changed my mind or if you. They were able to estimate an E3's base pay, but since we still needed to re-establish proof of marriage, our housing allowance was temporarily on hold. For the last month, our take-home pay was about half what we normally got and it would be the same the coming month.Because of all our money problems, we decided it best if Lisa and our son went to stay with her parents. Since her due date was less than 4 weeks, that would mean I would not be there for the second child's birth. That was. I tried on a very sexy mini dress and couldn't get the back zipped. I called him in, and he came in the dressing room. I asked him to help zip me. His hands lingered at the base of my spine and just barely brushed my ass. He slid the zipper slowly up, and I turned around. Our eyes locked, and I hugged him close."Thank you Dad, for taking me shopping."He pulled away with a shaky breath. I could see the outline of his partially erect cock through his pants. I turned back around and let him unzip.