Wilma watched her through the floor to ceiling glass window to Goodhead’s office. Goodhead sat behind the desk, talking and laughing on the phone. W...lma realised she was feeling hot. A tiny bead of perspiration trickled and tickled down her inner thigh. Wilma parted her legs slightly, her hand slipped beneath her short skirt to wipe it away. Her fingers brushed the silk of her black thong. She watched Goodhead in the office and almost without thinking, Wilma sat back in her reclining chair,. “Annabelle, you need to pretend that you were escorting Mr. Hamilton out the door when he fainted. If he presses you for information, say only that. If he demands that you say more, tell him you have other duties, excuse yourself, and leave.”“Okay, Jake.”“Everyone else, go back to where you were when Jan put Hamilton out. Leanne, will you stay here, please? We’ll pretend I called you for help when he fainted.”“Of course. Don’t forget about the rings on his auditory nerves.”Jake cringed. He had. More

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