? I began to poke and prod her like a piece of meat in the butcher shop. ?Hold those tits out, display them for me,? I ordered. As she began to lift... them up from underneath, I chastised her, ?No stupid, pull them by the nipples.? ?Pull them farther bitch,? I commanded. As she pulled them out hard, she whimpered a bit. I continued my examination. ?Spread those fat thighs out.? As she spread her legs apart, I prodded her, ?Farther bitch.?. She spread her legs out farther, and I bent down. You go in there with Melissa and give her a law book to read. She will look where you point and I'll read it through her eyes. Is that fair?"Hank nodded, when he could find no room for trickery. He turned on the intercom in the reception area. He and Melissa went into his office and closed the door. Mark linked with Melissa and began to recite the words on an invitation to a party. Hank took out his wallet and showed her a picture of a young girl. "Is that your Daughter?" Mark asked."Ah no, my. . I hold it up, Perfect Steve responds.I head for lounge room tequila an shot glasses I hand, Steve is chattering away like I'm old friend he's talking about his week and how Chris and new bird keep him up all night fucking and how Chris wont let him fuck her, he even turned off the video camera in his room. I drink quickly 2, 3, shots and Steve continues to gibber gabber I'm not really listening, I kinda want to give Steve a show so he goes and tells Chris what he missed out on.Yes, that's. She resolved to pull herself together and act more professional on his return, but then she couldn’t tear her gaze away from his broad shoulders. She watched them move beneath his suit as he pointed the barman to which bottle he wanted. The barman also seemed eager to impress him and Amelia wondered what was being said, as words were exchanged. He came back with two glass of wine. He insisted she accept the drink, telling her, “I won’t tell, if you don’t.” She took a sip, watching his pleased.