The shocked look on Eric’s face made me quiver. “What? You’ve changed you mind? You don’t like it? Isn’t it the kind you wanted?”

Eric squatted down, his face only inches from my dick. “I don’t believe you did this,” he murmured, his voice barely audible.

“What do you mean? You asked me to!” I screeched, not understanding his response.

He looked up at me, a sudden look of comprehension crossed his face. “A P.A.!! Reggie, when I told you I wanted you to get a P.A., I meant at the office, a personal assistant. Not a Prince Albert piercing!”