Candice to Candy

Candice walked out of her office. She walked by crossing her feet in front of her and swaying her hips. She put on hand on her hip and the other bent at the elbow with her upper arm up and her wrist hanging limply. She took turns smacking her gum and blowing bubbles. She walked to the next lawyer's office. Bob McDunn was a young lawyer, skinny, with blonde hair and big brown eyes.

Bob's secretary's jaw dropped as she saw Candice. "Uh, hellow, Miss McKnight," she said.

"Oh, pooh! Just call me Miss...oh just call me Candy, girlie girl!" Candice caught herself. "Candy? she though, Oh well, it's a friendly office thing."

"Uh, OK, Candy, can I help you?"

"Yea, can you call Bobby and ask if he'd like me to get him some coffee?"

The secretary called on the phone to Bob. "He said sure," said the secrtary, "black, no cream or sugar."

"Ohh, it'll be dark brown like his dreamy eyes!" purred Candice.

She walked on to the next office. Suddenly she couldn't help but to think of Bobby and wonder how well hung he was and what his cock tasted like. She shook her head. She had never found Bob attractive before, now she was wondering about his cock! She then thought about a case or something she should be working on. "What was it?" she thought, "Hammer toes? Hambone? Hammer time?" she giggled to herself at that last thought.

She arrived at the next office, Miriam Van Drock's.