He had a lean, muscular body lithe and supple beneath his shiny coat, yet it was more than that, she could sense. It was something too ephemeral to pi...point exactly, but his eyes seemed to sparkle with uncommon intelligence, and he moved with a canine grace that you couldn't help admiring. There was something big and powerful and alluring about the dog -- as the student girl had so intimately proved! What an odd way to react to a mere dog! She'd never responded to Ralph that way, or to any. The clamp-down on Dawes’ recovered funds was done by the correct authorities. All we had to do was tip them off, and they did the rest themselves. Dawes would find it difficult to get them released, we thought, but your brilliant ideas have undermined that. We can persuade the authorities to take their time over his claims, I am certain. Having the accounts solely in his name undermines his custodian claim somewhat, but we can get the financial bods to insist that the released funds be placed. We stepped back into the bare, concrete hallway under the hotel. The chilly air gave me goosebumps as we began to make our way down the hallway, and the clicking of my heels echoed off the walls and pipework in the ceiling. Somewhere in the distance I heard a door open, and moments later a blast of ice-cold air rolled over us, and made me shiver. As I walked, the jewelry tugged my nipples as my unrestrained tits bounced and bobbed, and the diamonds hanging from my pussy brushed against the top. "Did you let him?" She nodded again. "Who was he?" "Billy Jenkins. I said it would be his Christmas present." "Billy Jenkins again! You like him don't you?" Her copper coloured head nodded twice. "Was this outside your blouse?" Her head shook. "Who unbuttoned your blouse?" "Billy." "Where were you while this wickedness was happening?" "In a locker room at lunch time. He pushed me back against the wall." Santa took her elbow and stood her against the wall. "How many buttons did he undo?" "All.