It was after hours and she was working a bit of overtime, and I came over to her workstation and was just talking. And then she did it. She bent her n...ck to the left in an awkward or jerky kind of way. Tilting her head to the left. And then she did it again. “What’s the matter?” I asked. “Been typing too long. My neck is stiff.” “You probably could use a good massage at the end of the day.” “Right, and where am I going to get one I can afford?” she responded. I walked behind her and touched the. I told her she was all set and her reply was legs please! I looked around to see who was around and happily lubed up again and massaged the oil in this time what a great day it was for me!She must have really enjoyed it cause soon after I climbed back into my chair she rolled over and I got to see her hard nipples poking from the fabric of her bikini with a big smile from her she grabbed her oil and oiled up the front side almost never taking her eyes off of me while she did it. The rest of the. I talked to her last night and she seemed happy and VERY satisfied!”“And that little display of wealth and power was for my benefit?”“That’s just a taste of what it’s like to have ‘fuck you’ money. When you went to Ohio, your Navy friend flew you in her Piper, I think you said. My friend flew us to New York in a Gulfstream. That family’s money makes my mom look like a pauper. I told you it’s a different world. When you and Jessica come to the Gala, you’ll see more. I’ll show you more. You need. “So, do you go all the way?” George said.“What?” Miguel asked.“Yes,” Sharon said.“Huh?”“It’s a line from an old movie, Silver Streak,” Sharon laughed, “He wanted to know if we are headed to Los Angeles.”“Oh.”Jessica got up and smiled at Jill.“Hi, I’m Jessica,” she said.“I’m Jillian, but call me Jill,” Jill told her, “How old are you?”“Fourteen.”“Oh, awesome, me too!” she exclaimed.They sat together on one bench of a booth, and George rolled his eyes. He didn’t know exactly why Jill was acting.