"Hello, Lisa," he said. "Welcome to BenefitsBros. When I saw the photoyou attached to your job application, I knew you'd be perfect." Perfect?" You sh...ould call me Mr. Hunter, or sir." Yes, sir, Mr. Hunter, sir." My mild sarcasm was lost on him."You're perfect for me because of your qualifications," he said. "Youcan type eighty words a minute. You've used Excel. You seem to knowhow to obey orders. And you are very attractive." I don't think you should comment on my personal appearance, sir." Oh,. Uncle Alex chuckled and explained that that will happen until I've found my own method and then it would nothing but pleasure. "Would you like to watch me jack off and you could see," he said. My initial shy character seemed to fade and I nodded my head yes. Uncle Alex rose from the sitting position that he had been in all this time and stood. He was a tall, slim man with tousled blond hair and pale blue eyes. I timidly looked up as he slipped his own shorts, pushing them down his long slim. .. but then I realized looking worried wasn’t attractive, and dismissed the worrying thoughts.My job was to look attractive, and thinking just got in the way of that.He’d found the idea hot - I think he particularly liked the way I came, just from describing it to him - but ultimately he’d decided against it. I don’t know why, but I trust my brother. I do whatever my brother says. I would never question my brother.Sometimes I considered going out on my own and kidnapping a woman to help get my. She had her best lingerie on and a nice skirt and top. At 8 she got a taxi to James’ house. He opened the door wearing a shirt and jeans, Grace thought he looked hot. She used the joystick to wheel herself into the lounge where James had lit lots of candles. He lifted her onto the sofa and sat next to her. They sat and chatted and drank wine, James was clearly trying to ask something but didn’t know how. ‘You can ask me James, I want to tell you.’ Grace gently prompted him.‘Oh, err, well ....