He would have loved to relieve some tension between such pretty red lips, but he wasn’t the kind of loser who waited in line for a specific girl. XXX “Harold, would you like to say something about Dean?”
Harold didn’t register that Dean’s brother had finished his boring childhood story and was now addressing him. He shared her sorrow because the bombshell receptionist walked down the aisle too quickly to acknowledge his raised finger. Though slim, she filled her formfitting black dress in all the right places with a frontal V showing even more breasts than the assistant. “Last time I saw you, you were this high.”
Harold ruffled her hair then used the same hand to put weight on her head, pushing the girl down.










