"However, I will agree with you, and say that I like to hold our storeto somewhat of a higher standard," as her voice took on a measure ofpride."In an... case, you have nothing to be nervous about," she continued. "Infact, by hiring a young male employee may even prove to increase thenumber of customers in our store."Evan wasn't sure exactly what Jacqueline meant by that. He quicklycaught his reflection in a store mirror. At 5 feet 11, Evan was bothtall and lanky. His natural strawberry blonde. Your mother told us she can arrange for us to be admitted there." I thought everything was all arranged for you to attend Columbia. Didn't you tell me their journalism department was one of the top programs in the country? I'm not sure they even have a school of journalism up in Lawrence." They have a journalism department there, but I was never locked into journalism school. That was more my father's idea than mine. One of the problems I'm having, is that he says he won't pay for me to go to. “I’m a journalist” I said, “What about you?” “I’m an artist” she replied, suddenly taking the time to look at my cleavage. I could feel my pussy aching for her touch by now, and I was pretty sure that she felt the same way about me. She continued to stare at me then said, “So, do you want to come back to my place?” “I do” I said, finishing my drink off. “Good” she said, “When do you want to leave?” “Now” I said, standing up. She agreed and we went to her car, quickly hurrying back to her place.. I'm slow sometimes, but even I managed to realize that Gerri wasn't expecting long drawn out foreplay.My pants and underwear were only down to mid thigh before she pushed me on to the bed. She pulled them the rest of the way off by their cuffs, leaving her kneeling on the bed at my feet, her chest rising and falling as she looked up at me.Or more specifically, she looked at my cock. It was very hard and moving slightly above my stomach. I saw her blink and swallow nervously, and I held my arms.