. You seem to be distracted, your productivity has dropped, and,other than staring at my pantyhose and heels, which is normal for a guy,today I've not...iced your feet under the table when you took off yourshoes, and I saw that you are wearing pantyhose as well!That's ridiculous!...And your toenails were painted!...Well, that's easy to disprove. Take off your shoes!I...Take off your shoes or I call security!OK, please, don't call anyone... I am taking them off...Yup, pantyhose and painted. Emily rubbed the cum across her chest, covering her tits in a glossy white coating. She gave him a coy smile.“Next time just wake me up,” She said, “I won’t mind.”Ryan nodded, “You bet.”“Towel?” Emily asked.Ryan jumped at her request, pulling a Kitchen towel from the drawer and handing it to her. She wiped the cum from her belly and smiled, giving him a good show of her tits before leaving the room. With her clothes in one hand, for the hamper. The shame wore away and the utter pleasant feeling. In her mind’s eye she pictured him to be a striking man but that was not enough. Her heart had still thumped in her chest like a frightened canary banging against the cage. She had pushed against his shoulders and whispered that he had raped her, taken away her mind and left her with a tattered self respect. Emboldened by the rage that had began to replace fear she cursed him, called him all kinds of names under the sun and he let her anger pour over his heart and burn its seal deep within the. I spoke with the police officer who met me there. Monday's wallet was missing, so I filled them in on his particulars and where and when I had last seen him. Then I went in to check on my friend.He looked terrible. When they had described him as emaciated I thought they had been talking about his normal thin build, but his skin looked sunken around his bones. He was hooked up to a drip to get his calorie count and fluid levels back up, but was still unconscious."Goddamnit, Monday, you just.