The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"He saw me!"

However, Helen's blushing complaint looked just like child's play to Vicky.

Walking up to Frank while shaking her hips ostentatiously, she giggled as she pointed at her own cleavage. "Oh, dear Ms. Lane... if you think that Frank has to obey you for looking, shouldn't I be higher in the pecking order? He saw everything, after all..." "I..."

Helen flushed as Vicky was using her own logic to argue. "I'm different! You don't care if he's looking, but I do!"

"Different, you say? How so? In shape, size, or... sensation?"

As Vicky retorted, she lifted Frank's hands, pulling them closer to her own chest.

"Argh!!!" Helen turned and stormed off right then.

better prepared next time!"

that meant that Frank's hands had yet to reach Vicky before

laughter and the ample bosom that

a look of amusement at him right then. "Hmm? Darling, were you actually eager to have a taste?"

awkwardly and quickly shook his head.

bleeding from

"Eh?"

promptly touched his nostrils but

wry amusement-Vicky was so mischievous that she would tease

grinned. "Alright. Now that you have your down payment, isn't it time to get to work? Also, there's no rule

narrowed his eyes, smiling exasperatedly as he watched Vicky stride off elegantly. "Then why would you

I only mentioned getting in line,