”Grateful for Marge’s support, Jo still hoped they would let the whole subject drop and above all that they wouldn’t go into Nobel’s room to l...ok at the pictures. She was sure he had taken home one of her brassieres the day before. Hopefully, he would not have left it out where the others could see it. She would have to get it back from him. Maybe she’d have a chance later that morning. She started to get up, but Marge held her back. Velma was talking once more, braying would be a better. For a few moments, I would play a role in thisfantasy, taking the identity of a wanton temptress. Afterall, I'd tried out for this part only minutes ago when Iflirted shamelessly with the ride attendant.That buccaneer over there carrying the sack of grain overhis shoulder looked kind of brawny and cute, I thought, so Iwalked up to him and tickled his flanks, hoping that hewould drop the heavy bag. This didn't get any reaction fromhim, so I pressed my entire body up against the front of. She would usually find a guy like him smarmy, but this time she clearly enjoyed it, and did lots of leaning in and bouncy giggling to enhance the show. I think he was about to start literally drooling down her cleavage. He paid for lunch. When we went back to the office he told me that she should come by more often. That night she was wild in bed, and I knew her well enough to know that she was thinking about him while we fucked. I asked her if she wanted to get to know him better and she said. The lewd images made Kerri a little sick with guilt, as they showed exactly how submissive and susceptible she really was. The bizarre encounters had to stop, but Kerri just didn't know how to put an end to the blackmail.The most concerning aspect about the recent occurrences was the fact she still didn't know who held all of the cards. Kerri pondered the predicament for a while and the only culprit she could think of was Ward. He surely acted with the assurance of someone who was in control.