Dad gave me a good-luck handshake as I left. I showed back up with Sari and a big smile on my face.We both went to our desks, and I sat down.“Well?�...�� he said, “I know you don’t get the results for about three or four days, but how did it go?”“I’m only sure that I got one wrong, Dad. However, otherwise I’m positive I passed it,” I said. “I guess I am something of a ‘lame duck’ Realtor, until I get my license.”“Stuart, I have some friends at the PBR; we’ll have your Realtor number by tomorrow. I. Masturbating had never been this pleasurable. I quickly increased myspeed and grip on my little dick, and reached out my middle finger toplay with my balls. They were smaller, hugging close to my body, andjust as sensitive as my dick. I began to fantasize, but instead ofdreaming about fucking some model, I was just picturing my future self.I couldn't wait to be a perfect, curvy blonde. And when I picturedmyself reaching a finger into my wet pussy, I came hard. I spurted semenout onto myself in. ” She grinned and then turned on him with a faux pout. “I was wondering when you would notice. You don’t like them?” Oh dear, John had committed a very common and yet a possibly fatal male sin. He had failed to notice Ashley’s new shoes. Recovery, he knew, would not be easy. “No, I mean…..well……it’s just…..” “Yes John, it’s just WHAT?” Ashley looked at John sternly putting the emphasis on the word “what”. John could see Ashley was thoroughly enjoying watching him wriggle like a bug on a pin as. It seemed curious that she hadn’t mentioned that to anyone. The limo that arrived to take her to the airport was one of ours. It was a simple matter for the driver to disable the door locks and drive her here instead. She made quite a fuss, yelling and banging on the windows, but of course they were too dark for anyone to see. In her purse we found a thumb drive with all kinds of proprietary information on it. She did not have a satisfactory explanation. It was easy for one of our security team.