Bond's Office Hours [Friday]

[doubleohblonde]

There was a problem with the heating in Bond's office today. Somehow or the other, the thermostat had gotten stuck at too high a setting, and to further complicate matters, his window was jammed shut.

So after propping the door open, Bond now sat at his desk trying to look as professional as he possibly could while working without a shirt.

[Open! Not so much now as he's sliding towards NWS-ness with his visitor.]

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[doubleohblonde]

Bond, and perhaps more importantly, his mouth, were in complete agreement about the fabulousness of those particular parts of Daisy.

And if he shifted to give Daisy a better angle on his trousers, well, he had it on good authority that some of his own parts were also fabulous.