Walking by talking with Sarah on one arm and Norma on the other. I almost hated to interrupt his fun. As he walked by I put my hand on his shoulder an...d as he spun his ladies around asked, "How would you like to go flying this afternoon?"The look he gave me let me know that flying was the last thing he wanted to do. His almost moonstruck look disappeared and he first looked at Sarah and then at Norma before answering, "I thought we were off until Monday. I guess finding the other group must have. The rapper, Dr. Ice, seemed particularly put out, but the rest appeared unperturbed. The older man in the custom-made suit smiled at Alex's antics, while the other two looked more nervous than anything else."My name is Joseph Herskowitz," the older man with the beard led off, taking the lead role. "These others are Dominique Peters," he said, indicating Dr. Ice, "a musician/actor, Phillip Rosenthal, a studio executive, and Thomas Fillmore, another actor. We're all in the Entertainment industry,. ..but I can tell you're busy..." Sara started to back away, but through her work skirt, I could see her futa cock begin to grow and push against her clothes. She didn't take her eyes off of the fucking scene in front of her. "I'll come back later." "Wait!" Miranda shouted out, much to my surprise. I noticed she was staring right at Sara's crotch. "Are you a futa girl too?" Well, yeah, I guess that's what it's called," Sara crossed her hands in front of her erection, trying to hide it. I could. "Be sure you work them into the schedule. I don't want to miss the presentation like last time." We'd had a scheduling conflict with Noah and I'd missed part of what turned out to be a very dull sales pitch. She glared at me but I grinned back. "It's not polite to call your boss rude names." I didn't say a word." She went back to her paperwork while biting back a grin of her own. "And you can't fire me for thinking."We got back to the condo in time for dinner. The group was already there. I.