Thinking about it, he decided that he would send in John Coleridge as a licensing consolidation expert. John had left the old company after all of the...turmoil of Dexter’s firing. Now the poor man was unemployed, but a lot a happier. Dexter figured that a little time spent working at Daimler Plastics would give John a renewed sense of purpose.After being on the road without break for four hours, Dexter pulled off the highway. The car was getting low on gasoline, so he figured it was a good time. “It was GREAT seeing them again!”“Had they seen you on T.V.?” I asked her.Jo nodded. “A couple watched the Cum Marathon, but didn’t really know it was me until there I was… blowing them. It was REALLY nice.”And so it was that Jo told me all about all the fun she’d had doing tricks. And then, without missing a beat, she started telling me all about her plans for tonight. I could hardly believe her energy and enthusiasm on no sleep.“You can’t wait to get back there, can you?” “Of course,” Jo. I had admonished myself to the point of not moving on my desires; I renewed my resolve to be the good Aunt K. I justified it as me simply having an overactive imagination.Thomas hadn’t given me any signs that he saw me in a sexual way; I had to dress like a slut and brazenly provoke him before he even noticed. It was better to remain family-like, I was convinced. Thomas was nowhere to be seen that morning. The coffee was on, however, and I helped myself to a cup. His laptop was on the counter,. He must have started to feel a bit guilty because he started to try to be nice to me, but I was in a state of shock at what I had just done and I just picked up my towel and ran back to my room.That night I laid in bed and thought about it. At first I was a bit shocked with what I had done, but then I started to get aroused at what I had done. I loved the things he said to me about being a dirty little whore and a little slut and telling me what he wanted to do to me. I got really hot ,.