A Head for Business and a Bod for Sin
A Head For Business And a Bod For Sin By Kayooger "Tracy! Where's my coffee?" Doug Watson growled. He was not a morning person. "Here it comes, Mr. Watson," purred Tracy Link, as she strode effortlessly into Doug's on her four-inch heels, her hands gracefully balancing a large mug of steaming hot java. "Someone - and I'm not naming names - used up the last of the Equal in the break room, and I know how you like your Equal, so I had to run down to the coffee shop to...