I’m kind of a tomboy, I guess. I like cars, and I have a 69 Cuda in the garage over there that I want to restore. It was my Dad’s baby. He died wh...en I was nine, and my mom has kept it all this time, but never wanted to drive it. It needs a lot of work now.”“Oh! Well, that’s fantastic! While I do regular maintenance stuff on my car, for anything more than an oil change, I take it to my Dad. He owns six regular garages where he used to do a bunch of custom work, but he just opened a new place. By the time he got back to the conference room, Ainsley’s question list was in his e-mail. Unfortunately, Max had decided they should all be working in Linux and it took several iterations to get the Word document open. Nick did finally manage it, but it didn’t help his mood any.The list was eight pages long. He scrolled through it. “Miss Davenport, there are roughly five times as many questions in this list than there were words in my instructions.”“Some of them are redundant,” said Ainsley.. I pushed her against the fitting room wall, slid my hand under the top of her dress to grab her breast hard, pressed my trouser-cloaked cock against her, and didn’t say a word as I pulled away. ‘Tease!’ she said in a quiet mock scream. ‘I want more!’ ‘More clothes?’ I asked jestfully as I opened the door to walk out. ‘Coming right up.’ I came back with a short flouncy sundress that held up her tits like a wanton wench when she it tried on. I bent her over and flipped the bottom of the dress. .? Did... I address you, Trainer F?"Frangelica, trying to appease Trainer D states"Dominica, we are doing a good job with this group" You know better than to address me a such, Trainer F"Trainer B looks nervous, as Trainer D continues"A report from me, can send you to Permanent Infantilism" I'm not Indentured, DOMINICA, Frak you !!, take your bullying somewhereelse!" Frangelica expands"Brenada and I are doing a good job here, so go scratch yourself!"Dominica, loses no composure at the insults.