Someone looking for a mentor or an ally."His hands found the line of buttons that ran down the front of her dress. Elsa stood stock-still, afraid to e...en breathe. RJ's fingers followed the buttons until he cupped her breasts, thankful that she wore a brassiere rather than an old-fashioned corset."Noo," she whispered, but she seemed to lean back against him, thawing under his touch.Someone knocked on his door and RJ took a quick step away from the trapped office girl. Holding a sheaf of papers. As soon as I introduce him and she looked at him to shake his hand, she knew instantly, she was going to get her brains fucked out that night. He was very tall, very dark, and his hand was so Big it swallowed her up as she coughed out a hello. After some chit/chat and pleasantries we invited him back to our house for another cocktail.Being summer we sat out in our inside out room with Samantha and Frank on the little couch with her wearing a halter-top and shorts, under which I knew she did not. .. or at least the working life of the accounts section,returned to an almost harmonious level. Now there was only Paul Mansfieldto deal with, and Garth had special plans for him... far more interestingthan a temporary promotion.Paul Mansfield was in his mid-thirties, and was a weedy, whiney, petulantand childish man... or should we say BOY, because Garth figured that he hadnever really grown-up and accepted any real responsibility. He wasestranged from his wife, pending their divorce, and. This she vowed not to do. She was afraid that if she ever went that way with him she would lose all control and go crazy and lose the man she loved. Really he was the only one in her life that she cared for. She loved him and cared for him very deeply. She also knew that she would never change. She thought this over and her thoughts drifted back to her first "experiment" back when she was a junior in high school.She had been a shy girl actually in high school and didn't do much dating spare a.