Boss. Sammi (as she liked to be called, and never was by Diana) was like the day to Diana's night. Where Diana was tall, Samantha barely reached foot inches. Diana's short hair was black as coal; Sammi's blond hair gleamed as it fell in curls beyond her shoulders. Diana would be described as slender and proportionately built; Samantha had a body that others would have killed for, a perfect hourglass figure. Diana had a tendency towards dark, severe business suits that showed nothing off except how expensive they were. Sammi dressed to impress a different audience, in bright colors, short skirts, and plunging necklines. On this day, however, Diana was markedly different. Her hair was perfectly styled, as always, but seemed softer cartoon disney nude pic .Somehow. The makeup on her face lent a feminine air to her look, instead of the masculine feel she often presented. Her business suit was a gorgeous deep blue, and clung to her like a glove, the short jacket emphasizing the curve of her hips, the short neckline showing only skin beneath it. Perfectly coordinated blue high heels adorned the feet at the end of her black stocking clad legs. Sammi stumbled over disney pic .Her greeting in shock, then continued properly, outlining Diana's schedule for this particular Friday. Sammi's second shock came when Diana asked her to alter that schedule, booked solid until pm, freeing up an hour at pm for a meeting with one of the employees, someone named Mark Grayson. minutes later, Sammi had accomplished the switcharound, and notified Grayson of the meeting. Sammi spent the rest of cartoon disney nude pic .
The day at Diana's side, as they made their way through seemingly endless meetings. Finally pm arrived, as did Mark Grayson. Sammi showed him into Diana's office and at a nod from her, quietly closed the doors and left the room, leaving Mark standing in.
Front of Diana's desk. Diana began with small talk about the job, motioning Mark to sit. For about minutes they chatted amiably about yugioh .
Nothing of import. Finally, sensing Mark's confusion, Diana came to the point. "Mark, first, this meeting never happened. Both I and my secretary will back cartoon disney nude pic That statement up. Second, if you breathe a word of this to anybody, I will make sure you never work in sales again, anywhere. Finally, if you do exactly as you are told, you will be richly rewarded. Now stand up." Mark started to protest; Diana fixed him with an icy stare and repeated "Stand up. Now. Or you will be on the street within minutes." Mark closed his mouth and stood up. Diana raised her heels to the desk and crossed them at the ankles, leaning back disney nude To take a look at Mark. Around feet tall and athletic, he was a definite looker. Sandy brown hair on top of tanned skin, probably pounds, mostly muscle, Diana guessed. Blue eyes that leapt out at you,.
disney pic Soft lips that begged you to kiss them. When she had seen him the night before, her knees had gone weak with lust. The weakness had gone; the lust was still there in full force. "Take off your jacket" she commanded. "But..." Mark began, then stopped speaking when she reached for the phone. He took off his jacket, reluctantly. Diana stood up and walked around behind him. "Look at the view...
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And turned her back to him. He reached around and removed her jacket as she continued speaking. "Your command word will be... sapphire. Whenever you hear that word, you will obey without question. Agreed? You may speak." For the first time Mark spoke out fully. "What do i get out of this?" He asked. Diana turned and looked him marketing flirt categorized &