Then there was Amanda. She looked like an ornamental piece. She must not have been older than 23, wore understated but elegant jewels, and had stunnin...g eyes. My impression about her place in the company sharply changed, though, when they told me she'd be my direct interlocutor in the negotiations. Apparently she had some sort of financial or legal background.I expected a typical Impress presentation, but Jake told me that was boring, and that their tech was best presented through the user. I moved away from the bar just as a group of people vacated a table next to the fireplace. It was too good an opportunity to miss. I got the seat, took off my coat and scarf, settled my pint and grabbed my phone. It took me a few minutes to delete some emails and I checked in on Facebook just in case anyone was around.“Is anyone sitting here?” asked the brunette lady.“No, please, take a seat,” I replied.“Forgive me for asking, but you are not Michael, are you?” she asked me.“No, I’m afraid. Jessica was excited, despite her groggy body language saying otherwise. She cleaned herself up and got ready for work. She let her long, wavy, dark brown hair down and it reached a little past her shoulder blades. She decided not to go too heavy on the makeup, as usual. She added a little bit of foundation, a little mascara, and some natural looking lipstick. Jessica had a soft nose, soft cheeks, and a soft yet defined jawline. Her eyes were round and a very light blue. She decided to go with. . I've headed at the end of tram as always and found my spot to "chill" durning way back home. On next stop even more people walked in to the tram and this time it was bit too much for me, but I couldn't do anything with this. After few minutes of standing and thinking about meaning of life I felt hand touching my ass chicks. It's crowded so thing like this happen all the time when it's not enough space. I ignored that but moment later hand touched me again. Without any underwear, through.