He said he wanted to fix her dinner so she could meet his daughter for the first time. I guess she was asking my permission, which I readily gave her,...telling her I wanted her to enjoy her evening. After that, I was curious what she’d wear. She didn’t disappoint with a very sexy pair of lingerie, but wore her normal business attire over them. When she was leaving, she told me she might do a little shopping during lunchtime. That evening I popped a dish of frozen lasagna in the microwave for. "Why not," she grinned, the alcohol adding to her sense of wellbeing.She knew it was crazy, that they risked a bad tempered ride home withSal in the morning, and possible exposure at work. She just didn't care,not then, not in that moment. Later she would, but that was later. Hestood up, slightly uneasily and headed to the bar.As soon as his back was turned she took out her phone. She wanted tosend Freya a text but had no idea where to start. When she saw Jaygetting served she knew she only had. Mr. Young, I warned you before that if you didn’t back off, I’d make you pay. Why don’t you take a look in this envelope?”She handed him an envelope and waited. Mr. Young opened it and looked inside. “What the fuck? Where did you get this?”“Sandra.”“How the fuck did she get this?”“Don’t know and don’t care. She gave this to me just in case you tried to harm Frankie. Now, mind you, those are just photocopies.”Mr. Young shoved the materials back into the envelope and asked, “Where are the. She reported the incident gleefully to Bill and Sally. "My gallant knight," she giggled but there was no doubt of her enduring gratitude to Bill both over that incident and his saving her from her hated and demeaning job. That did not mean that she spent every night with him just two or three times a week usually on Friday and Saturday when they could lie in in the morning and enjoy a cosy, sleepy time of love making.Sally soon lost her reticence and became ready to confide in Bill. "Wendy and.