“My assistant in charge of internal security,” he indicated the angry woman, “Jessica Davidson warned me about your personal security problem la...te last night. We have undertaken to surveil your entire team, as well as put certain ... safeguards ... in place, should you become at risk in any way.”Jessica Davidson actually smiled.Well ... Ok.It wasn’t a smile in the classical sense of the word. She frowned less aggressively. Jessica was dressed like a prosecuting attorney on that morning. Her. I could feel his saliva in my mouth and rather than revolt me, I found I was aroused by such bizarreness. Throughout the kiss his hands had never stopped exploring my body, touching my breasts and arms and legs and sex. His fingers were all over me, feeling, touching, probing. It was an exhausting sensation, my whole body alive with feeling. He turned me over suddenly, running his lips through my hair and down my back. He kissed my sore buttocks, the gentle touch awakening all the sensitized. Modesty was practically unheard of at our house, so it wasn't rare for me to see her naked coming out of the bathroom or changing clothes. In the mornings, she'd come out wearing a short silk robe. When I started jerking off around 13, I started looking forward to the days when she would wear short sheer nightys or her short silk ones. Most of them weren't much longer than long shirts, which would give me fleeting glimpses of her breasts. At that age, I was looking anywhere and everywhere for. "Okay." I sat across from him at the table."Wow," he complimented me. "You look hot in that dress. Just put one some make up, maybe a wig, and you look sexier than any of these pro showgirls,." Thank you," i blushed, not believing that I was given that compliment a second time already."But why are you way over there?" he asked. "Come here, sit closer to me."I took my chair around the table and settled right next t him, so close our chairs were touching. "To us," he toasted with a wine glass and.