The Intern (1 literate male needed, PM me)

Jess Fisher VISUAL, firm and perky 36 C's, tiny waist and hips to die for. Stands at 5'4" and weighs 115lbs.

Need: 1 male character, in his early 30's or late 20's to kind of spice some things up in her life. PM me for more details.

She hadn't been working here long. Hell, she wasn't even technically working! Jess Fisher was merely an intern here at the law firm, and didn't even really get to do anything that great. She was the resident errand girl, mostly, making sure papers were given to the right people and that their coffee was at the right temperature with the perfect cream and sugar to caffeine ratio. She didn't seem to mind, however. She'd been told numerous times by the big shots of the firm that they saw a future for her here at Miller & Lentz, and she wasn't about to do anything to screw that up. For the time being, she was perfectly content with her little intern errand job.

Her task right now wasn't something out of the ordinary at all. She was currently making copies for a meeting that was going to be taking place later on today. With a sigh, she put the paper in the copy machine and leaned against the little desk that was in the copy room. She was kind of bored. She wouldn't deny that.

Jeffrey Miller
Lawyer – founding partner
34
6’1”, 180 lbs.
“great hair” black, with steel blue eyes

Jeff was pacing in his office, not nervously, just feeling the energy building up before another big meeting. This one could really be lucrative for the firm and he wanted to be sure everything went just right. Where were those copies they needed? he wondered. He stepped out of his office and headed down the hall to the copy machine. Before he got there he stopped. The cutest little thing he had seen in a while was there leaning against the little desk with a bored look on her face. She must have been about 5’4” and had nice pert tits and a tiny waist and hips that were just to die for. Damn, she must be the new intern, he realized. I wonder who hired her?

He approached the area and cleared his throught. “Excuse me, Miss…. ? Are those the copies for the meeting?”

She started and looked up at him. “Sir? Oh, yes sir,” she replied.

“I’m sorry, how terribly rude of me,” Jeff responded. “I don’t believe we’ve met, I’m Jeff Miller… you know, “Miller & Lentz.” He tried to give her a kind smile and hoped he wasn’t staring down at her too much.