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She sat carefully, giggling softly like she felt she was doing something naughty. As she let go, so did I. They were snug, zipped up the inside of the calf. This bitch is ready to party!” the guy under her shouted. With a few jotted notes, he smiled and headed to the back room. Why they gave him the food list again was beyond me. At the end of the meeting, I reached to hand Gail’s keys to Arnold with some lame excuse about not having earned them yet. She came two more times on the drive home. She tried cupping her hands and pulling them through the cuff, but they were latched too tightly. James was his father’s son, obviously enjoying the scenery- all of the scenery, it would seem, as he let his leer linger over our sisters as much as every other woman in the room.