This was about stretching the limits of voyeurism and exhibitionism. “What do you think?” was the wholly unnecessary question from Meg, “I think... we may have a problem with him cumming in his pants when he sees you”, was the reply, “and what a waste that would be.” 'He' was Mark, 30 something, enthusiastic, easy on the eye, well hung, good stayer, if the reply was to be believed. Jon had arranged to meet him to ensure that he was genuine, presentable and was who he said he was. Apparently, Jon. I wondered if there was a protocol I should follow about opening company mail. No one had actually told me I was fired, so I figured the best thing to do was carry on business as usual.That meant throwing away the junk mail and opening the one remaining piece. It was a check from FinCEN for the work Dag did last month on a laptop Jordan brought him. As usual, it was made out to D.H. Investigations for Computer Forensics. I could take it to the bank and deposit it like normal. I slid it into a. ‘Now is different?’ She asked, still moving back, matching my every step forward. ‘Very much. Tell me Connie, do you dream about me?’ Her cheeks spoke for her as they became very red. I chuckled. ‘Do you know what you want to do to me at this moment?’ I asked her low, seductively. She gulped. Her back came in contact with the wall, and she was pressed up against it. I grabbed her arms and pinned them above her head, exposing her breasts and putting her in a very submissive position. My head. ‘No, I just cannot handle it at all, and my work did not allow it, but more importantly the first time I ever had a drink I had a glass and a half of wine and was hopeless in no time. Even more to the point, that was the occasion I got pregnant with Alice. I love my daughter dearly, but I am not too proud of the circumstances in which she was conceived, I was still only fourteen when she was born.’ ‘Sorry,’ said Joe ‘I didn’t mean to step on any sensitive areas’ ‘You didn’t, the only sensitive.