Could it be?"Hi. It's Rach, from the café."It was, brilliant. Now he would put her off for sure. Gasping for breath having worked up a bit of a sweat...with his right hand, he built up the courage to speak to her."Hi Rach." Deep breathing, this was bound to fuck this up for him. "How are you?" Good thanks. Although it could always be better. I could be carrying on our conversation from earlier."He had been talking about his summer with Chloe, those pictures he was looking at had started a bit of. There is a trickle of ice cream dripping from her right nipple and down her smooth alabaster skin. Sondra spreads the ice cream from the cone she is holding just below her breasts and down to the deepest innie I have ever seen. The only piece of clothing she has on is a black lace thong.Not waiting for a reply, Sondra smiles and pushes me inside. Closing and locking the door behind her, Sondra heads to the kitchen with me close behind. Still speechless, I watch as Sondra hops up on the counter. „You sending a girl here?“„I am. What I have seen so far has convinced me of the wisdom of doing so,“ said Quentin. Miss Rixi smiled almost conspiratorially.„If you want her to have a though time, you've chosen the right place,“ she said.„That is very evident...“After five minutes, Miss Rixi bellowed an order and the girls hurried over to pick up the dumbbells. The distress of each girl was even more apparent as he got close. Eyes were filled with tears, saliva drobbled from the corner of each. Thornbeck was away on business and wouldn't be back until Monday. It would be a long weekend for Ashley. She had worked hard and long for an opportunity like this. She had taken the needed classes and was just waiting for her certification test and her license that would make her qualified for a realtor job.For the next four days, she was wired; she couldn't stop thinking about how she would approach Mr. Thornbeck, and she couldn’t sleep at night. She went over her speech to him, trying to.
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