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fix it here, but it may take a while," he answered without looking up. *Thank you! Thank you!* He started to turn his head back and up to look at me as he said, "But if you're busy, I can take it back to the shop and..." He stopped, staring at my thighs. I looked down and turned a dozen shades of red. I had unconsciously been massaging my pussy through my skirt. The front had wrinkled and pulled up to reveal the tops of my stockings and a glimpse of trim creamy thigh. "N-no," I stammered. "Please stay." I kept looking down into his green eyes as I reached for the intercom. "Stephanie, things are going to take a bit longer in here than I expected. So you may as well go to lunch early today. And leave