Without thinking I looked down her body, firstly being struck by how her boobs stuck proudly up in the air, her nipples trying their dam best to poke ...hrough the material of her bra, her flat stomach and her wet panties. Her panties had visibly shaped to her pussy mound. This wasn’t helping my predicament. I had to pull myself together, this was my pal!“Your groin giving you problems?” she asked in a way that suggested she was in a far off place. “Yeah, just a bit” I replied nonchalantly,. ”“I’m sure I’ll be talking to him, but maybe later,” he answered smoothly. He wasn’t being palmed off, not yet anyway.“And on that cue, I’m going to go and earn my living. Nice meeting you, Mr. Colvin.” Jake shook hands and departed, leaving me in my office with the reporter.I ushered the writer over to the corner of my office, where I had a sofa and a few armchairs set up around a coffee table. When we got our new offices, I made sure we had someplace to work (the conference table) and chat,. "Sweetie, let me in." He seemed worried, and truly concerned. "Dad, I'm okay." I said. "No you're not, I can see it in your face Ary." Fuck, I hated the fact that he could read right through me. "Okay, I'm not, but I'll be okay in a bit." "Aryana, stop. Let me in, so we can talk." He had a pleading look in his eyes. I moved out of the way and kicked the door open all the way. He said thank you as he walked in and moved to my bed. After re-shutting my door I joined him. "So tell me, what's going. Vor mir stand Jan. Wir hatten uns die ganzen Tage weder gesehen noch gesprochen und nun stand er auf einmal vor mir. So richtig wusste ich gar nicht, was ich sagen sollte. „Äh.... Hey......was machst Du denn hier?“, entfuhr es mir. Doch Jan sagte kein Wort. Er kam mir entgegen und drängte mich von der Tür weg und schloss sie hinter sich zu. Er starrte mich an und ich wusste nicht, was ich machen sollte. Die einzigen Geräusche kamen ein paar Meter entfernt aus meinem Arbeitszimmer. Da stöhnte.