The Queen of Kosovo

"Welcome to the Ice Noir Productions family, Miss Storm, we take care of our own around here," Mr. Sharif said, and Bree Storm nodded understandingly, her smile going from casual-happy to downright coy. Impulsively, Mr. Sharif pulled her hand to his lips and kissed it, and Bree nodded, winked at him and then walked away, practically sashaying her derriere which looked so tempting in her Capri pants. I look forward to working with you, sexiness, Mr. Sharif thought lasciviously as Bree Storm exited his office.