The PR Director at V. Indian Porn The first thing that caught my eye was the indention in the bed where another body had been. Buying her a dress and bringing her to a party. Completely. “Just send me her measurements, and I’ll take care of it.”
“Fuck.” I said, looking up from my eggs. “Just get whatever you think is appropriate.”
“God… that’s – that’s kinda hot.”
“What?” I asked. About five minutes after our session in the shower, some of her cold aura had returned. I’d been in and out of gyms over the last several years, so while I wasn’t terribly out of shape, I was far from perfect. “You’re too kind, boss.”
“So,” I continued, looking at Bobbi, I expect you to show her as much respect as you do me or Helen.” Then I thought better of that. “I don’t have those.”
Erin focused on me, and her eye-roll had absolutely nothing to do with what Bobbi was doing to her.
