Her hair was a mixture of brunette highlights, and deep dusky brown closer to her head. Tiny hoops hung from her ears. He could see her lips were firm...y set, devoid of emotion or interest. Her eyes were firmly set to the wall above his head, motionless.Finally, he broke the silence with a single word. 'Disrobe'. Which she did.Slowly, she unbuttoned the expensive overcoat and opened it. Sliding it off her shoulders she let it fall to the floor. She wore a dark blue silk blouse, with a brightly. His two companions gave a gasp and nearly dropped their glasses. There was dead silence as his companions digested what he had suggested, finally Graham remarked. "Burt it is know that you consider women for one purpose and we all know that you are quite successful in the art of seduction. This woman is seeking a political position and has the backing of the present opposition. You don't just go up to her and ask for a fuck, cripes the roof would come down on us for remember there are many who. Fat Bruce particularly liked the way her nipples were about an inch long and never decreased in size. They were mounted on two large low slung balloon like bosoms which were hung from her chest by two flattened sacks of stretch marked flesh.“Flies bothering your fanny Slack?” he grinned.She nodded and chuckled. “What else mate? Makes a change from you bothering it Fat Bruce. Anyway you know what I’m waiting for and what he likes.”Fat Bruce grimaced and shrugged, having put up with the stench of. It suddenly became clear that her legs were now bound wide apart. Sprawled out on her knees and face as she was, Hanna blushed once more realizing that anyone behind her would have a perfect view of her naked cunt.She once again felt her a*****or lean down to speak directly into her ear, “I was going to take you first. Work you into your new life a little, but since you’ve been such a bitch, I figured I’d treat you like one.”She was left alone for a moment. She was certain that he had even left.