" Err, yes, it's a sort of career change for me," I replied"That's OK. It's not the sort of job you'd necessarily go to straight from college. Plenty ...of people in this business start at your sort of age. Now how can I help?" Well, I'm trying to understand a bit more about Clegg's customers. What their needs are; why they do business with us. That sort of thing." Fine. Well I guess we'll take a bit of time, let you see how I put Mr Clegg's products to use and so on." Fine by me. Where do we. Pushing her chair back, Lacie stood up and walked off the patio, heading into the grounds. The sun began to dip over the horizon as Lacie walked out across the soft, wet grass. She wrapped her arms around herself as a chilly breeze swept by. Shivering slightly, Lacie began to wander, heading into the forests behind the mansion. Lacie didn’t really have a plan or reason for why she was heading out onto the grounds, but she knew she didn’t want to head back inside. Sighing, Lacie pushed deeper. There was no need to hide anymore, no sneaky visits to my sisters’ underwear drawer and make-up bag, no more squalid stolen minutes with part of me on the alert for the sound of keys in the latch and unexpected footsteps. I thought I had been very brave it was the one job I wasn’t happy with doing myself, I had attended a nail parlour in a town far enough away, that I didn’t care whether or not they believed story about my part that required long nails in the charity Christmas panto,. He leaned over me and whispered in my ear. "Have you got something for me slut?" he asked. My pussy got wet when I heard his voice. I felt his hand touch mine and I shivered. I slipped my hand into my pocket and took out my thong and pressed it into his hand. I heard him take a deep breath smelling it and putting it in his pocket. "That’s my good slut." He purred in my ear. He pressed against me I could feel his hard cock on my arse. His hand opened my coat at the split in the back and he.