Isabelle connected the dots. ‘A personal assistant!?’ He nodded. ‘As you see, I’m in desperate need of one.’ ‘Why not call an agency?’ H... shifted in his seat. ‘You could say I have a reputation, and there are few willing to take the job, even at extra pay.’ ‘Then how do you expect us to find one for you?’ He looked her in the eyes. ‘You can take your time, as long as there’s a competent substitute in the meantime who already gets along with my staff and has proven she’s smart.’ The gears in her. However I knew he was just staying with me because he wanted to protect me from his Dad coming home drunk and abusive. We sat in living room after dinner and put on some old LPs. We both liked to dance and Billy was a good partner.The changer dropped one of our favorite Ella Fitzgerald albums and she sang "I'm in the Mood for Love". Billy pulled me close to him and I felt his manhood rising against my lower stomach more than just a bit. I sort of pulled away but he softly sang with the music. She said only whores did this . I own a medium size business and she was an accountant working for a big firm in town here. Lately , she had mentionne a few tim a girl friend of hers at work whose husband let her go out on her own and pick-up and screw guys .Except for mentionning that this was no way to run a marriage i did not pay any attention to it . She kept bringing it up to the point where it annoyed me a bit . so i asked one. Rick could only nod as he didn't trust himself to speak. Chris could see the excitement in Rick's eyes as he looked at himself in the mirror.‘Told you it was magical, didn't I?’ Rick swallowed and smiled shyly at Chris in the mirror. He watched as Chris turned his face sideways and gave Rick a kiss on his cheek. ‘Rikkie, I want you to do something tonight. Will you do something for me? I promise you will enjoy it.’Chris couldn't tear himself away from the image in the mirror, but he managed to.