....."I must say, that by far your company is superior to all the others I've visited today, Sable, but I still need to make three more stops after lu...ch to check out what your competitors might have to offer." That sounds fair enough," she replied, a glint in her eyes, "I'm about to take lunch myself, and if you'd care to join me, I'm sure I can get the boss to pay since you’re a prospective client. This way we can talk over pricing and credit rates, and get to feel each other out some more.". She loved the shoes. I was staring at her legs. The shoes werehot and they made her legs sexier than any legs I have ever seen. Itdidn't hurt that she was wearing the shortest shorts possible. Shegrabbed my hand and helped me stand up and dragged me over to themirror. I stagger but managed to keep my balance. I was astonished tosee my legs in the mirror next to hers and they were almost equallysexy. Becky came up behind me and pulled my shorts up high on my thighsto show the full long. Cohen! She didn't even know his first name! He was a big brute of a man. He stood about six-foot-six, and weighed in at a solid three hundred pounds. He had a bald head, and chomped on a sweet smelling cigar all the time. He towered over Gina's five-foot-two frame. Gina couldn't help but feel intimidated by him, even though he really was "nice" to her. She considered accepting whatever "offer" he had to give. She was scared! She was trembling, worrying about all the drugs, and diseases. I don’t know how old she was but she had grey hairs in her black hair so I guess she was pretty old. I often helped her get whatever she neeeded and would position my self so I could get a bit of a look at her tits or up her skirt — which I managed quite often. Especially at lunchtimes when she would sit with the others out the back in the sunshine – always with her legs apart because her thighs were too fat to close properly. That’s when I would see the tops of her stockings and the white.