After they had disappeared from sight, I went and found my foreman. "Did you ever catch up with that sister of yours yesterday?" Nope. That girl's a h...ll of a runner. She needs to take two strides to my one, but I still can't catch her. I will catch her though, and she'll pay for what she done." When you do catch her, you give her ass a couple of paddles for me. She used up my wood that I needed for cooking my supper, and had the nerve to try to take a bath without asking my leave. I don't even. I'm Mary, the dyke. Oh hell, just a second Pussycat." Mary stood and circled the table and crouched and hugged and kissed Carol on the cheek. "Welcome." Thanks." I'll get to you later," smiled L. "I'm second rung here anyway." Bullshit," said Marianne."Anyway, welcome." Thanks." Okay Denise," Margie began."What's this Pussycat shit?" Denise asked."Uhm, you can blame me," Margie responded. "I once described you as a cat with claws pissing and marking your territory. When I barged in..." My claws. She reached behind her and pulled her zipper down. She slipped the dress down and stepped out of it, leaving it crumpled on the floor. She stood in her bra, panties, stockings, suspenders and shoes. With a huge intake of breath, Sandra knocked softly on the door and entered Frank’s bedroom. She closed the door quickly behind her and waited quietly while her eyes adjusted to the gloom. After a moment she could make out the form of her elder son under his duvet, breathing softly. Sandra’s hand. ..That reference letter you can say goodbye to that, I'll also make sure that you dont get hired anywhere, with my esteemed evaluations of your work, my word will go far in determining your future" he says smiling as his hands roam her body rubbing her thighs and squeezing her ass cheeks..."But you can't do that uhh no I'll file for um harassment" she says turned red flustered and scared now. "Really you dumb slut, you want to risk that?" She looks down dejected and shakes her head. "Good girl".