You just wait ’till I get you alone, Paul Button’ she said quietly into my ear. She worked at the desk immediately behind mine and I loved the sme...ll of her, her perfume was a delight and did things to me. Like, special atmospheric things which made me feel good to be alive and being in the same place as she. ‘Maybe you could stay behind tonight and do some overtime’ she quietly suggested. ‘I have a whole lot of work to catch up with, as far as the boss is concerned’ she said with a wink. ‘I. Don't try to get that thing inside me until I'm nice and wet down there." "So what should I do? How?" "Remember the videos? You mentioned the Playmate of the Month and her girl friend? Do what she did." I figured there'd be some tit squeezing and cunnilingus. His expression brightened, and he went away for a while. Then he snuck up behind me and thrashed my ass with some sort of whip. "No, that's not what you do!" I screamed, after I had got over the initial shock and. "Cate seemed to consider this. "I wondered why she was looking so desperate. I guess being left alone must have worn on her quite a bit. We'll have to see how she's dealt with it. It will help us evaluate how to handle a situation like that in the future. I'm afraid a repeat wouldn't be unexpected." No, that one incident continues to haunt me. But she looks like shit. I can't wait to hear her story. I wonder what's happened to her, but all I want to do is just hold and comfort her. I guess I'm. After that hour, I was more than ready to move on to dinner. Dinner was at a very fashionable restaurant. I really didn't care much for fancy places, but the others seemed to be very much at home, so I just went with it."Well, since you don't work tomorrow, Jo Anne, what would you like to do tonight?" her husband asked."Well, these two have never seen a real Texas dance club and I bet Max there would be a big hit with your friends." She smiled sweetly at me, way too sweetly for comfort. For.