" Are you ... are you mad at me?"Silence. Angique arched her back, taking a deep breath."Yes," she said. "Yes, I guess I'm mad." But..." Never mind, h...ney. So you feel for this woman Pamela like you never felt for anyone, ever. Anyone, ever, you say. I guess that means you love her?"There was a silence on Alicia's side now."I, eh ... I guess I do, yes." Congratulations, darling." But you sound like you aren't happy for me?" There was a tremor to Alicia's voice."Honey." Angique's voice sounded. But what Sir? Nica leaned forward on the desk flashing her cleavage. Nothing Nica. Forget I said anything. I didnt mean anything, he stammered. Oh but Sir I think you did mean something. I think you want to bend me over this desk and spank me till I scream, maybe more than that? Maybe get me on my knees under your desk and blow you while youre having your meetings? she giggled watching him squirm. NICA! That is a completely inappropriate conversation to be having! he shouted as she walked to. I went back up to bed and just layed on the bed trying to make some sense of what had gone on this evening and what to do next for the sake of my daughter.The next morning I awoke and made my way downstairs but Morgan had already left for college, I made breakfast and sat at table and thought long and hard of what to do, I couldn't see my daughter being treated like this, so I got dressed and made my way to the shop to try and sort this out without Morgan knowing.I arrived and parked my car and. “And what do you offer,” she enquired, “Slavery or is it to be a modest salary until I fall for a child and then the workhouse?” “Marriage,” I suggested, “If we suit.”“Then we have an accord,” she agreed, “Shall I lay for you now or wait until this evening?”“Excuse me?” I exclaimed.“An impoverished gentlewoman such as myself does not get an offer from a Lord every day so I accept,” she agreed, “Shall we consort here or in your bed?”“I own I am nonplussed,” I explained.“Oh very well, lie back.