.."Without thinking, I said, "Not interested." Huh?" Sue said."Sorry," I said trying to recover from my blunder. "I wasn't talking to you, Sue. Could ...you hold a minute?"As Aaron MacDonald, I knew Craig Ross, and I didn't like him. He was unscrupulous, immoral, and ran rough-shod over everyone he did business with. I'd been one of his victims. But as Debra Oakman, there was no way that I could know and despise Craig Ross. Then I smiled. Forewarned is forearmed.I said, "Sorry about that, Sue. Did. My heart was racing and I really didn't know what to do. I could just simply get up and leave but it was becoming exciting.They left their hands in my legs for a couple of minutes and then they slowly started to move them towards my crotch. The excitement was becoming almost unbearable. It was awkward and I didn't know what to do. One was massaging my groin through my pants while the other was playing with my zipper and belt. My cock was becoming uncomfortably hard in my constricting clothes. I knewhis eyes were admiring lovely view of my features behind. I had noticed when Iwas walking booty cheeks swung side to side with an instinctive rhythm. Meanwhile,I heard his voice behind me.“But you know you have violated one of myrules. So I will have to punish you.” Iwent back to his table with the doubt ness and fear. I kept files on the table.At the same time the tail of the sari slipped off the shoulder unveiling thebust area. I didn’t try to bring the tail as it was. I glanced at him. It was these little unusual practicalities of their situation thatbought Peter and Mila closer. She had even got over her revulsion whenshe kissed him and they made a point of being affectionate with eachother in public although she thought of him only as a friend.But it was conversations like the sheets that piqued Mila and Sarah?scuriosity with each other?s lives. Mila commented how all of themarried women in Redhaven always looked like they had just stepped outof the beauty parlour and one.