He saw me standing there and waved me in. He introduced me to Jack Hoff, and told me that I’d be working under him on my first project.Jack appeared...to be about 45 years old and I noticed right away that he was a bit full of himself. He was very taken aback that I was being assigned to him. I reached out to shake his hand and basically got a cold stare in return.I decided to do the ‘nerdy’ thing and just stand there dumbly with my hand out, hoping he would eventually shake it, so I could start. It was true that I hadenjoyed the feeling of wearing the lacey thong for the short time I'd hadit on this evening, but would I still feel the same about them, after awhole day, after a whole week? I also had the vaguely upsetting feelingthat Nick shouldn't have gone through the clothes at all, let alone thelingerie. I'm not sure why it made me upset, after all, they weren'teven my clothes, but still that feeling lingered."Well, normally I'd just sleep in my underwear, but given what. "Girls? Evidently Felice had joined the crowd. The open door had cooled the room considerably. I had goose bumps but no erection, thank goodness.The girls left me alone for the rest of the evening. I imagined them plotting to get Maggie out of the house so they could pounce, taking turns bouncing up and down on my cock. No such luck. The silver clock would have caused some interruption anyway. At the end of the evening, Hermana prepared to leave.Felice accompanied her to the front door and. . you get the idea,” Dr. Lipscomb answered, getting a nod of understanding in return. “The eggheads estimate Jensen is worth anywhere from one hundred million to three billion dollars.”“Why can’t they pin down the number a little more? You’ve gotta admit that’s a pretty big difference,” Buck said.“True, but Jensen plays dirty. Some IRS investigators almost lost their jobs going after this guy a few years ago. The government still has not gotten anywhere near him. It’s become like a pet project.