All the trip, Laura sat in uncharacteristic silence, thinking about last night at the clinic. He pulled his chair over to sit near to her, instead of across the desk. Milf sex Unless, like, a boy is watching, and then it’s totally hot.” It made Laura blush bright red every time, and arguing with Candy would just result in a stream of claims about how Laura had been ogling Candy’s tits or something equally humiliating, so she just stayed focused on her work and tried to pretend she had no co-workers. “I told you to cover up your breasts, Laura.”
Laura hurriedly crossed her arms over her bosom. Laura felt awkward. To your knowledge, does anyone have any compromising photos of you, of your partner, or the two of you together?”
Laura thought of the photo she had emailed just yesterday. But she was damned if she was going to tell Alistair about that. “Let us know if there’s anything.” Taylor released Laura, and then bounced excitedly.
