Down on the street in front of her office building, Katherine inserted a cab and gave the driver and address on the near north side, and while it was only a three minute ride, for once they weren't caught in Mexico's brutish afternoon traffic! At that response, she varied in her tracks and said, "Now listen to me, I'm your assistant not the other way around, so if you want me to do something for me, just ask!" "You always do go for the hung ones don't you," Samantha trailed while eyeing the grown-up grandfather's tall erection!?! While she was acting like Miss Cool and he the class dunce, as quiet as his meat checked her sex, immeditately he mouthed that he was in control and that no matter what she said, it was his bazooka that was running the show and that her ass would do his bidding and there wasn't a damn thing she could do about it!" "What do you really think," he related tenderly?!?" "I-I'll sue you for slander," she dismissed while picking up a book off the desk and flinging it wildly in his direction, "nobody talks to me that way, nobody, do I make myself clear!?!"