“And they know that The Society won’t go to the authorities unless there is no other option.”“Like us,” Boris said. His voice was tinged wit...h anger.“Like us,” I replied. Then I gave Boris one of my best smiles and said, “You’ve done good work, so far, Boris. Now, can you and Natasha tell me where these scumbags are?”A cry of “Boris!” brought us running back to the computer area. Natasha had a video queued up on the big monitor. Across the bottom of the video was what looked like a baseball. But Sonia chose to remain fully clothed and instead, reached out with her long fingers and touched Suzy's belly button, then the little breasts and their stiffly erect nipples. Suzy suddenly felt as if Sonia had never seen another naked girl before such was her curiosity at Suzy's body. Sonia's touches were feather light and delicate. She traced the outline of Suzy's hips and all the little bumps down her spine. Then Sonia looked into Suzy's eyes and Suzy felt the cool fingers touch the bottom. You mentioned something about a vacation when you came over a few days ago. What was that all about?" "Well," Mr. Jenkins started "Once you had landed the advertising contract with H&G Trucking, the client in Chicago, I told you that the company was going to give you two weeks vacation. And because I know you had been busting your butt on getting this contract, and the toll I'm sure your late hours and hard work had been on Linda and the kids, I told you that we were springing for the hotel and. .”“Yeah, that’ll work.”She’s true to her word. We went to the store she specified, NOT at the mall, I followed her inside because I didn’t relish sitting outside in my truck, waiting. She walked right up to the rack of jeans, grabbed a couple of pairs.“Hold these,” she ordered. I did.She surveyed a rack of blouses, picked a couple. “Hold these, too.”“Okay.”Then she slid over into the lingerie department.“Hold up, there, cowgirl,” I said. “I ain’t carrying your panties around.”She giggled. “Oh,.