Who do you follow?
Haylee, Pastor’s Assistant, 23
“Goddammit!” Haylee winced as she heard her father curse and then slam his fists down on his desk in frustration. No one in the congregation would have guessed such words came out of his mouth, let alone how freely they flowed in his house because of his wife and kids. Nevertheless, even having heard it before, her father did it rarely enough that when she did hear it from him, it was always harsh and blunt.
“Is there anything I can do to help?” Haylee winced again as she felt her father’s eyes glance down at her heavy tits which were barely held in by the top that she was wearing. She knew better than to wear anything tight and revealing around him because of his wandering eyes, but she couldn’t help herself. Hell, sometimes she actually liked it, even though it creeped her out all at the same time.
“No, sorry, Haylee. This sermon is just not coming together the way that I’d like.”
“You know, I might not be Craig, or you, of course, but I’m not some ignorant floosy,” Haylee responded. “Maybe I could actually help you out.”
Mark’s eyes fell to her tits and stayed there at least 3 seconds too long. “I’m sorry, Haylee. Of course, I did not mean it that way one bit. Trust me, I hired you for this job because I respect the hell out of your Bible knowledge.”
Haylee came around and looked down at his notes. She was a quick reader, so within a few moments she was able to form some thoughts. She offered them to her dad. None of them quite hit the mark, but he did use one to some degree and was quickly back at work, leaving her to try to find her own work.
Sitting down at her desk, which was just outside her father’s office, she shuffled through some papers and then relaxed back into her chair. She had gotten so far ahead and she did not have much to do today. Looking around, she grabbed out her cellphone and checked it. There weren’t any knew messages, so she went to her messages and started to scroll through.
She looked around again and adjusted her top so that her tits nearly spilled out. A small part of her areolas was just visible. She snapped a selfie with her tits in full view. She then put her phone under the desk and snapped a shot up her skirt, revealing her blue panties that she loved to wear. She picked five guys and sent both pictures to each of them. She figured she’d interact with whichever one could respond quickly and in an interesting enough way.
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