It's been a few years since you graduated law school, and you're proud of what you've accomplished since. Though you haven't climbed the ranks as fast... as some of your school friends - mostly because you would never go against your beliefs for your own gain - your passion for helping the underdog has earned you the trust and respect of your clients, and a favorable attitude from the higher-ups where you work.As you walk into the conference room, you see that someone's already there, leaning back. Not having quit yet, Katie would go off to work at Hooters each night, bringing home some food and a wad of cash. This whole thing was working out well. Jenn and I would wait up for her, prompting a big smile on her face after she walked through the door.While she was gone, Jenn and I would work on some musical decisions. We cherry-picked through our favorite performers who would be best to front the various choral numbers.When I played, “I Believe I Can Fly” the first voice I thought of was. Um...oh!" I stammered. Nancy gave me a pitying look. "You should get yourself a vibrator. I have one for when Frank isn't around and it sure helps! But don't go for a cheap one! They are just nasty and stop working after a few uses." I was sure that by now I was blushing so much that I looked like an angry tomato!"But, but, do I have to go into a...you know, a sex shop? I don't like those!" I stuttered. Nancy laughed and said "No silly! Just order it online! And they deliver discreetly these. He tried not to think about the heavenly feel of her tight, teenage body or the intoxicating aroma of her hair. But it wasn’t working and he swore inside as he felt himself start to stiffen. If she noticed the thick length pressed against her, and he didn’t see how she couldn’t, she made no sign. But he couldn’t help noticing how any time he tried to create even an inch of space between them she immediately hugged herself back against him, keeping as close as possible. He let his hands slide.