She asked what was wrong and he told her although she was cute she would have to look like a real slut to get any work, there was so many other ‘nic...e’ girls around that it was only the real sluts that worked these days.She asked what he meant and he responded by opening a draw and passing her an assortment of PVC items telling her that first she needed to look the part and to put them on. She wasn’t sure about someone having photos of her in that type of thing but he assured her that she and. She then sucked on my nipple with a bit of pressure. It hurt a bit but also felt outstanding. The sense of her mouth applying pressure and then release was causing my body to tense. The way she sucked my nipple in and out a bit was unbelievable. I've done it many times to women but had never truly appreciated that feeling. She leaned over and did the same to the other one. In the process she had move closer and my hand was clearly pushing against her mound. I could feel her lips straining. .. right away. You became more ... caring and thoughtful. She thinks you are a great dad and wants to please you. There's no doubt in my mind that she loves you."I sat back and thought about what Marion said. I could see how my attitude toward my job, and especially my boss, could pollute the atmosphere at home. I wasn't sensitive to it because I was living it. It was part of my every day. It was those around me that were feeling the effects of it."I must have been in a trance not to notice," I. Lunch was busy with talk about which Marshals were coming and when Thomas Crowfoot would get here. Beth was enthusiastic about Ben getting here as well. Steve came to ask me, "We might be taxing the charter company's ability to respond to flight reservations. How about we use the 737 I flew here in to go get the Marshals, Ben, and your Thomas Crowfoot." Good idea, Steve. I'm sure the pilots are tired of not doing anything. I think my two special ops pilots can probably go back to their base.