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He was 6’2” tall, 220 pounds, a strong looking black man, who could have been a football player. His background, however, was in special ops in the army, then private security and investigative work. Mr. Franklin had used him on some special cases before and was now full-time. I couldn’t help chinese but comment on the uniqueness of the group of people. He laughed and commented that they were no more unique than me. I was confused, again. “Sir, I appreciate the meeting and introduction to your team, but I still don’t understand what any of this has to do with me. You know I can’t practice law, anymore.” He nodded, but the smile never left his face. He then went into a summary of my qualifications, accomplishments, and legal successes for the benefit japan of the others but I had the distinct feeling he was telling them nothing they didn’t already know and, somehow, it was playing more to pussy me. He settled back in asian his chair and looked at me after finishing. “You are a firebrand, Miss McBride. You weren’t only one of the sharpest legal minds we’ve had in our midst in a long time, you were intuitive, instinctive, and gutsy. You could find weaknesses in arguments and testimony and when you did you chewed them up and left them gasping.” I looked at his team, then him. “Nothing like you, though, sir. I used what I had, but I didn’t have the courtroom skills to turn a room by standing up. I’ve seen you do it.” He had a look of humble, whether put on or real, it was there in his manner and I believed it. He was that kind of showman, though. “You diverted my direction, Miss McBride.” I heard chuckles from the two guys. Did they merely enjoy seeing the master diverted by someone or was there something more? “I described you the way the legal community saw you and believed what you were. It is the same image this group had of you when I suggested they take a look at you to join us.” He held up his hand, “Don’t say it, we all know you were disbarred. That doesn’t mean you can’t work here, though.” “A paralegal, you mean?” “I wouldn’t put a label on it since that might be limiting and that would not be the intention.” He took a breath, “But, back to the point I was working to …” I blushed. He was trying to make a point and I was fixating on my problem. “Would you agree that the image you have purposefully given the world is a hard-driving, japanese dominant, and extroverted personality always in control?” I nodded. “Ohh, Good morning,Vijay. Martin replied still staring at her gaping pussy. “Don’t put yourself down like that.” she insisted as I got on my knees, allowing her to stand. 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