‘No! You did not leave it at the front desk!’ ‘Well, you did tell Trina you’d give her all the little details, so I thought a picture is worth...a thousand words,’ he said, regaining some of his normal unperturbed demeanor. I considered screaming or smacking him, but he was right, I’d opened that door with my own innuendo. Instead, I sat bolt upright. Holly! I couldn’t let her see those! I had to get that notebook back into my possession as soon as possible! Without a backward glance, I rushed. My boyfriend always wondered how he got so lucky, that I was beautiful and smart- the perfect woman. The truth to it all was that I wasn’t happy; nothing could satisfy what I wanted. Things were too easy, too boring, too cold, too indirect, too dramatic or too cliché. I applied for college and was accepted in fall, it was too easy. I was a straight A student, I could do whatever I wanted.Things moved slower in the winter, I always believed this; the coldness had the potential to eat me alive. I. All week, Jaime had been in their cubicle unpacked and ready for work before Levon could get off the elevator. Eager little bastard. Levon went about the day as best as he could, trying to focus on the tasks he needed to accomplish. This was somewhat easier seeing as how Jaime wasnt there to make sexual advances on him every ten minutes. But every now and again, Levon would gaze from his desk to Jims office and worry. Perhaps he should give Jim a call at lunch. Then, Jaime entered. He strode. "What about your husband" he added. Avis looked up at him again, "He loves it when I am a whore for cock" she said. With that he proceeded to slap her face several times, "You fucking whore" "You like that" he asked. "Oh yes master" she cried, "I love it" as he slapped her more. Now the second man grabbed her hair, turned her head towards him, "Suck my cock you fucking whore" he ordered and into her mouth went his cock as she now sucked him hard and fast. He moved her head slightly,.