? Grabbing the tape, unrolling it in her hands, the girl stretches it across the bare breasts standing out in front of her as she grins, begins...to measure. ?Brooke huh?... Well Brooke, you sure have big tits?. For being so slim that is? Thirty four.? Stretching the tape up over the taut nipples, allowing for her spreading breasts she adds. ?And a half.? ?How ‘bout those nipples?... The areolas from edge to edge?? He asks, while jotting down the measurements with a stub of a. There was no other word for it; it waspure animal lust that had driven through my body at that moment. And Ihad loved it.Fiona led me to the chair and I managed to sit but with a littleuncomfortably."What's happening?" I pleaded. "Please, tell me what's going on." What did I say you should call me?" Fiona replied."Oh, Miss Fiona. I'm sorry. Please tell me what's happening."I now began to feel scared. Everything had been going so nicely until Ihad been left alone with Fiona. I was sitting. She was also pretty open about the fact that she wanted Alicia gone - yesterday. One afternoon, the office g****vine was ablaze with the news that Robin had given Alicia a project she was almost certain to fail at. She was expected to come up with a program to reduce company-wide costs by 15%. The project needed to be planned and presented within the week. Poor Alicia didn't have a clue - and we all knew it. So I wasn't at all surprised when she came to me later that same afternoon - begging. I replied that I want to suck her tits and hold them. Her reply then threw me “You dirty old voyeurs are always trying to get me to get my tits out, my mum said I shouldn’t let anyone touch my tits or my knickers”, Jean had turned the conversation into a game. I then typed a request for her to take her knickers off and as before she refused and I had to offer to buy her more chocolates. I didn’t know if she was wearing jeans or a skirt but eventually I discovered she was in a skirt as she.