?I’m so exhausted, my boss is wearing me down.? relied Tracey. ?The problem is she has no secretary and I’m picking up the slack. I got to have so...mebody in there tomorrow or I may be toast!?said Tracey. ?Maybe I could do it Mom, I do have a business degree.? replied Madison. Tracey hesitated, it was an idea but she really didn’t want to expose her little girl to that oppressive boss. Brenda wouldn’t mistreat Madison because I would protect her, Tracey thought to herself. ?Well Ok honey, we can. You giggle, just a bit as it traces down your side, from under your arm to your waist. It traces the a similar path under your other arm. The touch is teasing and tantalizing almost daring you to laugh. But when you give in and giggle, a firmer touch follows almost chastising you. Somehow saying, no not yet...your mine to tease and control. It travels downward making it's way around and across your body, though avoiding your sex. You wriggle and moan thrusting your hips into the air begging. Abby noticed a tall woman with shoulder-length brunette hair off to Dan’s right. She was facing him from behind with her coat undone, displaying a pink crisscross top that barely covered her decent-sized breasts. Her light-coloured blue jeans were so tight on her, they looked like they were painted on.She walked past Dan, lightly brushing her arm against his, enough for him to look at her and stood at a nearby window. The mystery woman used the window as a mirror to look at Dan in the. The times may be changing.The most important pending event in our lives was New Years Eve, theanniversary of our first date. I had been planning something specialsince early September. It involved lying to Rebecca. I rationalized itbecause the lie I told could be interpreted in two ways. I told her thatI was unhappy with my voice and that I thought voice lessons would be areal help. Rebecca tried to reassure me that absolutely no one wouldever listen to me and not hear a female speaking. Maybe.