I barely noticed the four new messages from Yvonne that had arrived. Chapter Twenty-ThreeThe rest of the day passed more slowly than almost any day I ...can remember despite all the excitement of the impending ‘Turkish Deal’. I was desperate to go home and confront Amanda with all I had learned and to hear her side of the story, but the deal was my responsibility and the main reason I was a Junior Partner at all.There was no way I could possibly leave until it was all done and dusted. Three times. Well I got into a lot of trouble my beginning years, kind of came with the territory of who I was, I had a lot of people that didn't like me but I held mine. Eventually I managed to get in good status after several years of clearing up all the beef I had with others and I landed myself in a good institution that had females and males in the same jail. we were segregated but we got to see each other from a distance and write each other. I would always encourage them to bend over to tie their. I was twenty-one at the time and unattached. Alice was a year younger with a regular boyfriend. We were chatting about this and that, waiting for our lift home when, suddenly, two men with stocking masks over their heads burst in and brandished what looked like an air pistol at us. I wanted to giggle, frankly, but I wasn't taking any chances. The manager, Pete, came out of his office and handed over the money without a word, since that was what they were obviously after.Although the money was. John started to play with her nipple and he made it hard and it sent tingles down to Heathers pussy and she started to get wet John whispered in her ear “Heather remove your bra for me” so Heather reached under the top her dress and took it off John took her bra from her and stuck it in his pocket for safe Keeping, John put his hand back on her breast and played with her nipple again he asked if he could take a shoulder strap off her, Heather nodded soJohn slipped on strap off her shoulder so.