A few weeks ago, I was lounging around as usual, parked next to the drain I use for an ashtray, enjoying the sunshine. I always park in that spot, wit... my back to the cash machine (ATM), I can see what's going on there in the mirrors on my buggy, I keep an eye out as sometimes the oldies less able than me get fucked up, and I give them a hand. This particular day must have been a Friday or Saturday evening, as a young couple walked past me to the cash machine, laughing and joking, touching each. There won't be any sharing of responsibility or planning with Reggie. He is to do as he is told period." I said."Or what?" Joan asked"Or I will expose you to my bosses at Swamp Dog. Now before you say they won't care, they will not want their company's reputation compromised that's their rice bowl. Especially no just because you want to get off.They in turn will call your bosses and tell them we are pulling out protections service, because you can't keep your hand off the help. Your bosses are. 'Your heart is beating really fast,' Katie said with a slight giggle. She looked up at him from beneath his arms, straight into his eyes. The tears were gone, but her face was still flushed. She shyly looked away from him and he hastily let her go. She remained nuzzled up against his chest and looked back up at him. 'Mr. Matthews,' she whispered, and Ryan felt his cock swell in response.'Thank you,' she murmured, as she stretched up and kissed him.Her lips were soft and gentle, as if unsure of. "I'd have never have passed that test without your help."What had appeared to be a joke the day he'd asked Whitney to be his study partner, had instead turned out to be their secret edge in class. Having lived many of the events they talked about in class, Whitney brought a personal perspective to the lessons. It was a whole lot easier to learn something when you thought of it as something more than a bunch of lifeless facts and figures from a book."Well you helped me enough with my math.