I hadn’t, and I didn’t even know what the assignment was about. That was just the kick up the bum I needed. I started quizzing her about the quest...on and what we could do to get us through this. The essay required pairing up and presenting an essay based in the real world cut throat business environment. By default she became my partner on this one. Having had very little working experience to draw on we went to the library with Jas to find books to use as reference. It was an all nighter and. I had not met her. I'd hired her via the telephone to create the LLC while I was in Jackson Hole, and Dad had used her to form Kleiner Landscaping Company. Before I turned anymore work over to her, I wanted to meet her. She was still at her office when I called, and she said she'd be happy to meet me.Nancy Spiker, Attorney at Law, looked like Paula Rittenhouse at first glance. She was in her late twenties or early thirties and she was overweight. That's where the resemblance ended. Mrs. Spiker. Jane stood up and examined her handiwork in the mirror. She played with the remaining hair and spread her pussy lips and played with them. She finally sat down and shaved off the remaining hair. After rinsing off her pussy she put on her robe and went back to her bedroom.She hung up her robe, turned off the light, and got into bed nude. I had considered whether or not any of my sisters were the type to sleep- nude. I had arrived at the conclusion that Jane did and Martha might. So far I was. "Nice to see you again. I'd shake hands but..." She nods at my arms. "Turn around and I'll release you. Hmmm, love that hair!" She looks at my bald head."Yes," I say casting my eyes down, still embarrassed by how it looks and by the fact that it is the result of my own failure to follow my instructions - again. "Well, I guess it will have grown back by the time I'm released after the course." Err, actually Fifty, it won't. According to your training plan," she looks over towards an open laptop,.