Novel & Cerita Brittney Atwood

And now Brittney… Standing outside Doyle’s office with confidential bank records scattered around her feet. I smiled. But it wasn’t my usual smile. This one was colder. “Well,” I said quietly. “Looks like I just found something to keep me from throwing myself into the nearest fire pit out of sheer boredom.” Brittney stared at me. And for the first time since we’d started the audit… I knew I wasn’t going to be bored anymore. Not even a little.

I waved and closed the door after her. I slowly turned around, picking up a little tiny morale boost for the conversation I was about to have. "This place is really nice, Ames," Britney muttered while walking towards me. "I mean it. I am so proud of you. You survived all that scandal, your name is trending all over New York city and now this place.” She gestured to the surroundings. I grinned. "Thanks, Brit. Couldn't have done it without you." She hugged me. "Technically, though, you could have done it. I'm just an emotional support animal in human form.”

Hale opened it, and they stepped into a narrow room with a folding chair, a speaker mounted on the wall, and a long pane of glass that looked into a second room. Britney sat on the far side of a metal table with her folder closed in front of her and her hands laid flat on top of it. She was wearing the navy dress from graduation, the one she'd said she was going to burn, and she had put her hair up. Across from her, a man in a beige jumpsuit sat with one wrist cuffed to a ring in the table. Ariel had last seen Marcus Whitlow in a leather chair in his own study, a glass of amber liquor untouched at his elbow. He was thinner now, and grayer, and he sat like someone trying to take up as little

Emma's point of view "Next" A small petite blonde girl stepped forward with the number five on her pink sports bra.She looked pretty not badass with average boobs,ass,small figure and pretty long legs.She definitely looked like someone who'd get down on both knees for a dick. "What's your name babes." "Brittany." "Thanks.You can start when your ready." I sat there on the captains chair watching Brittany perform her little routine for us.Her breasts bounced as she jumped up and down,her lips crashed together as she sang and her legs split wide open when doing her splits in the air.Damn it.Wide enough for me to bury my ton...