K., Kelly leaned forward & kissed Val on the lips, softly at first, then before Val knew what hit her, Kelly pushed Val back onto the lounge chair, an... was on top of her with her tongue between Val’s lips. Val was a bit overwhelmed, but tried in earnest to keep up with all of Kelly’s moves. Kelly soon had one hand up underneath Val’s half shirt, and was fondling her breasts, while the other hand was used to prop herself up over Val. Val meanwhile was running both of her hands along Kelly’s. Today it was a short skirt, low cut white blouse and a pair of high heels that didn’t seem quite right for the office job where she and Simone were employed but what did he know?. So many things these days seemed to be out of kilter with his views.“Hi Ian,” she said and then blanked him out as she looked down at her mobile phone which had just bleeped at the same time he had opened the door. She focused on the texted message and smiled then without any more acknowledgement of his presence she. Anne smiled back. Make bold by Heather’s reaction to her breasts Anne took Heather’s hand and guided it to her breasts. Heather just stood there fingering the erect nipple between her finger and thumb and stared at the breast in her hand.It’s now or never Anne thought and she reached up and took Heather’s breast in her hand and like Heather had done she rubbed the nipple between her finger and thumb. Heather’s breath came in and out in a flustered gasp and her eyes opened wide at the. His thick accent and ungrammatical turn of phrase grate on Angela's nerves like squeaky chalk on a blackboard and detracted from two important facts about Ackroyd. First: he was an expert at what he did. Second: he was dangerous. This time Angela manages to change down into emotional neutral as the detective approaches her desk."Is there somewhere to sit?"Ackroyd surveys the academic clutter of the office. Angela rather likes clutter and it means that her student visitors have to sit at her.