” Mitch threatened. Sam, in shock, started to take off his tie, undressing till he was down to underwear. Mitch put on the suit. “Later Sam.” Mi...ch disappeared, but the suit stayed visible. “Damn, I didn’t specify.” Mitch reappeared. “Sit boy, sit,” Mitch said to Sam, who obeyed. Mitch walked out into the office to his cubicle. Mitch sat down in his chair. “Hey Judy!” He leaned back and said to the girl in the next cubicle. “Yeah?!” She somewhat yelled over to him. “You want to do something?”. “Why would she do this man?” he asked me, “I mean, I thought we had a good thing going.”“Who knows? All I know is that I am going to focus on Blake and you are going to focus on Sara and the rest of them can go to hell,” I replied.“Yeah, my baby is going to be devastated when she finds out we are divorcing,” Jeff said.“Kids are resilient, Sara will bounce back,” I said, with more confidence than I felt.“Are you going to tell Blake what they are doing?” He asked.“Yup, the kid is 12 years old. .. Just thought I'd introduce you now since he probably won't show up." and with that he began laughing. "I will be there." I said without conviction. I left work shortly after that. I knew I didn't have a chance of finding a date and even if I did there was no telling what she would look like. I was franticly trying to come up with a solution when Michelle came home. I put on a half-hearted smile and asked, "how was school angel?". She started to respond but cut herself short after seeing me. Again, Max’s uniform choice clearly emphasised these assets. Her top was low cut and her bra pushed her breasts up and out of her shirt. The supple brown mounds were so beautiful in the soft light. Her cleavage was a deep dark crevice that I was yearning to explore. “How can I help you?” she asked again in that cutesy valley-girl voice. I took a slug from my beer.“You’ve got great tits," I told her. I slugged the beer again. I was a little tense. C’mon Max you can’t have parental controls.