The office building was dark but a little light could be seen passed the glow coming from behind the glass. The door read Dr. R. Hawthorne and had been opened slightly. Inside a woman was leaning against a traidtional styled lounge and slowly undressing herself. The woman opposite from her sitting in a large leather chair watching as the woman undressed fidgeted with glee. Dr. Hawthorne took a closed pen and walked over to the woman, now complelety exposed and lying naked on the lounge. The doctor took the closed pen and traced it along her body feeling her shiver as she went around each curve. Gently and gingerly she followed the path down to her gentle patch of fuzz and let the pen fall away. Her fingers traced the inside of her thighs as they began to slip out of sight, the woman on the lounge gasping slightly as they dissapeared. Dr. Hawthorne’s lips graced each nipple lightly as she began to suck and tease with her tounge. Her head, followed by her long brown hair drew over the woman’s body and it slowly moved further down.

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“8 ft, Harold, 8ft being taken from the main entrance way. How am I suppose to cram the barge into a space that small?” Bette stormed on. She was fuming. The budet tightened she had to let go of half her staff and half the reamining staff had to work so many extra hours they were on the edge of mutiny. Slowly they had made there way into shortening Bette’s supplies and operating room. Two of the rooms Bette was suppose to have acess to to exhibit the display were taken to make way for another display showing after the Egyptian Exhibit would be done. Franklin had claimed they needed the rooms now the have them ready in time becuase they would have remodel both rooms in their entirety.

Bette came to a stop when she realised Harold was no longer paying attention to her tyraid and he continued filling out his paper work. “Well?” she asked flopping the paeprwork down on his desk. Harold looked once at the paper work, put down his pen and folded his hands.