Chapter 10 - Gladys lays it out. From now on, she’s in charge.As soon as Wilson’s office door closed, Gladys’s fingers flew to the keyboard. She sent a quick instant message to Tina’s private server, bringing her up to date, and requesting permission to join Tom Wilson in Santa Barbara with a cover as Tom’s junior colleague. Their cover as executive recruiters was well back-stopped with no-limit credit cards, web sites, and ‘secretaries’ to answer the phone should anyone check. Then she brought up on the screen a collage of the bland, generic bureaucratese that was the public face of the GRASp program.
Next, she opened two more buttons on her green silk blouse, raised her skirt, slipped two fingers down her tiny black panties, strummed her c**t briefly and pushed two fingers into her moi
