But I have to admit ... my adventures would make one hellofa movie. There are times I don’t believe a word.I admit I feel sorry for Banker Shingle e...ery time Lawyer Shingle opens that damn briefcase. It’s quite the tale and I’d better get to writing while I’m home. Sultry insists on going next time. And those damn interfering Powers that Be have said the same.The lights were on, I had read the day away. I could feel the generator running down in the mechanical spaces. There was the hiss and sip. I was all set, so I sent her a message asking for a private show.Kristika was sweet enough to reply immediately and I told her about my frustrations.Kristika: Ooh, that sounds naughty! I bet you want me to lean against the bed naked when you answer the call, right? ????Me: That would be sooo sexy! ????Kristika: I am all yours today, naughty boy! This is gonna be fun. Can’t wait to roleplay with you. Do you mind if I add a little massage oil in there as well?Me: Not at all, sweetheart. That. "Mr. Martin?" Deanna said.He looked up from his desk.She put his hand on his cheek. "I just want to thank you for all the hard work you do teaching us."Kelsey peripherally observed. Deanna did as she told her to do."Uh ... sure, Deanna. You're welcome."Deanna ignored him staring at her boobs. She held her hand on his cheek for a few seconds before taking it off."See you tomorrow," she said."Okay."It was Wednesday. So far so good. The first two days were perfect for Kelsey. Each day Deanna was. ‘Close the door.’ He was the only man who glared at her rather than staring when his eyes were upon her they almost looked through her like she didn’t matter to him. ‘We’ve just gotten shopped.’ Jason began staring down at the papers as he continued writing. Oh shit. That fucking customer. She knew what he was going to say before he finished his sentence. That was the fourth time she’d failed to follow the appropriate procedure. ‘When asked about a product, a-‘ He looked down to scan the.