Moe stood and leaned against her own cubicle as Amanda addressed the staff. ‘Good afternoon. For any of you who may not have figured it out yet, my ...name is Amanda Wallace. Mrs. Sean Wallace. I know that I come as a surprise to most of you, and let me assure you, being here today like this is just as big of a surprise to me. I wanted to take a few minutes to introduce myself to you. Many of you may have also have questions, and I will do my best to answer them for you.’ Amanda pulled a chair. It is eerie and sobering. Ashley's body trembles when she feels a hand press her belly and stops her in her tracks. "May I?" the mystery woman asks. "As long as you don't break the rules, which I know you are well acquainted with," Miss Rose explains. The woman's hand moves slowly from Ashley's belly to her soft ass. "Ohh, I like this. Perfect isn't it?" The woman remarks. Ashley trembles as the stranger fondles her exposed skin. She can smell the woman's perfume. It's elegant and reeks of. His biceps expanded and contracted under her hands. As Jamal continued, he began to perspire. The fragrance of soap and shampoo mixed with the musky smell of his manhood. Jennifer’s chest and abdomen slid atop Jamal’s moist back. He pumped out pushups as if she wasn’t even there. The power and action of the rippling body produced a flutter deep in Jennifer’s tummy.“Wonderful. That will do, children,” interrupted John. “Let’s get to the fucking, shall we?”Jennifer dismounted the heaving stud and. “Who should I be? What’s my part?”She thinks we’re role playing! How crazy is this woman?!“This is not a game,” I said. “There’s no part for you to play.”“I know who I can be,” she said slyly. “How about the femme fatale? The sultry dame who knows that you’re a hit man. She seduces you like a Bond girl and uses her charms to get information out of you.”“Whoa!” I laughed. “Slow down. We are not role-playing. I am not a hit man. You are n—”I was much too distracted as I watched Kelly across the.