Oh, dear! really, I’m sure it’ll be just fine.’
And with that kindness, Lise-Jo was gone, the last to leave the suddenly empty and almost silent office – almost, because in the unusual tranquillity there could now be heard the faintest murmur of someone talking, behind the door of the separate and enclosed private office of the manager of the department, Ms. x video Fenton’s black leather skirt were undone – that wasn’t unusual in itself, of course, because the garment was intended to be worn with the bottom two or three buttons undone (four perhaps, if you were daring, like Ms. Ms. now Julie understood why the hot minx had squeezed her arm earlier that afternoon and had huskily advised her to ‘go for it …




















