Bob listened; but didn't truly seewhat Susan had to complain about. Bob thought her constant grumblingabout a sexist attitude in the workspace was no...hing other than beingover-sensitive; his big mistake was today he told her that."Honey, you just got a huge promotion and what they're paying you is moremoney than we'll ever need. Let's be honest. You're at the top of yourfield. All this whining about sexism seems to me to be over reaction.Look at yourself; you're an attractive, -He almost. I asked him, “How much more of that do you think that you can take before you tell us everything we want to know?”Of course, the question was rhetorical, and I did not get an answer. He still would not talk, so I held the candle close enough to scorch his skin for a few seconds. That loosened his tongue. He suddenly started to babble the names and contact addresses for the rest of his cell. He also gave us information on how to contact Fist of God, but he did not know an address where the man. She understands her situation from my position sitting right in front of those steps, as she serves us.She sits down on top of those stairs indeed and even opens her legs a bit to offer me my first full view.She realises I must have seen her bottom before, some Summers in bikini, she never showed all of it.She sees me stare at her slit, still mostly hidden by her bush, although she trimmed quite a bit of that.She seems to enjoy the power of the attraction of her pussy, opens her thighs wider to. .well, I expect you to bea good girl if you go up to Bill's room. Can I get that promise fromyou?" Yes," I said meekly."Then go find Bill and convince him, not me honey. It's time thatthis emotional roller coaster you're on came to rest, and the onlyway to do that is to face the problem head on." You don't care that I'm not a girl?" I care that Bill finds someone to love, whether man or woman, aslong as he's happy. No go! Before I change my mind!"He opened the door, pointed out the stairway,.