I slid across the seat inelegantly and followed her as Perkins led her to the old oak door that opened to show the state of the art steel door of the Gymnasium, “Fire proof, burglar proof, soundproof,” I told her, as I placed my palm on the polished aluminium sensor pad and the door hummed as it gently opened. “No Sir, but the Maestro does,” he said referring to the after-market sat nav glued awkwardly to the dashboard. Milf porn “Like the old pictures of my mother,” I explained, “Do you see?”
“No.” she said. “I waitressed in McDonlds, I’ll do it again.” she said. “Don’t feel like it,” I answered, “I really want to understand why,” I paused and than I asked, “What did you hope to achieve?”
She looked down at the desk, “Phew, isn’t that obvious, glass ceiling, all that.”
“But why me?” I asked, “Why falsify a complaint about me?”
“You’re senior partner, well the senior partner’s son,” she pointed out, “Logic.”
“Mary,” I said soothingly.
