”Allison was happy to agree to anything that would get her mind off of the previous evening and was soon sitting with her notebook in one of the con...erence rooms. Two of the other senior partners came in and then, to Allison’s concern, Lionel.Jason started the meeting with a brief nod to all around the table. “Harry, James, Lionel, I think you all know Miss Terry? I’ve asked her to minute this. We need to review where we are on the new business initiative.” He carried on outlining the steps. It was really on for both of us. She showed me how to satisfy a woman in a first class manner.” “Had you ever gone down on a girl before that?” Sandra wanted to know. “Yes, a few times but only girls, she taught me the finer points on a real woman. The next week I mowed her lawn and she asked me to fuck her again.” “She obviously likes you, I think I know why myself now.” “Every week since, I have mowed her lawn and fucked her. Now she also pays me. I don’t know if it’s for mowing the lawns or. She had a British accent, so likely the big one in West London two days ago. This class was twelve- and thirteen-year-olds, so she wasn’t naked. She looked Indian and her clothes confirmed the impression: loose green pants under a brightly colored long shirt, also green, with red and yellow decorations around the edges. “What’s the problem?”“Are you a sponsor, sir?”“Yes I am. This isn’t about the lesson is it?” It wasn’t, so he got her to pull up a chair to sit while they talked. “Right. What. The dress was keeping him from taking a deep breath."Nonsense. That is how it is designed. It hugs your figure in all theright places. It accentuates your best assets; the firm plumpness ofyour derri?re, your slim waist, and thanks to the magic of modernscience your magnificent fun bags. The guys will love it. The tightthigh length dress will help you keep your knees together."She had laid out a smorgasbord of makeup and spent the next twentyminutes using them on his face. She started on.