She tried the handle. Locked! She hopped back to the living room and sat on the sofa pondering her next step.She was still lost in thought when she he...rd a key rattling in the front door. She jumped up and hunkered down behind the sofa hoping to make a break for it when the door opened.It was a very angry looking Alexander. His right ear was heavily bandaged. He was carrying a bag of groceries a new laptop and a gun. He didn’t notice anything amiss. He turned and relocked the front door. Amy’s. He’s on the table by the door if you wanna have a look.” Tony Clay was about five-ten, and he was in reasonable shape for his age. There was a tattoo of a dragon on his right bicep. I couldn’t see any other distinguishing marks except the charred little hole just under his breastbone. It looked like Harry was right about it being a twenty-five, although we didn’t see that caliber often. The twenty-five is a ladies gun. These little pistols aren’t very accurate and they don’t have much knockdown. ” “That was the last thing on my mind.” Gregg stood up and moved towards her. “As a matter of fact,” he continued, “I’m quite glad to have you as my new cleaner. I’ve seen you around and I think you’re just beautiful.” He place a suggestive hand on her waist. It was very forward of him, but Gregg had always been one to take chances. Since she didn’t remove his hand, he looked her in the eye and leaned in. ---------------------------------------- Tracy stood there with the hand on her waist. A. She looked up into my eyes and gave me a sweet smile. "Would you like me to come behind the counter and tell you more about my job? You're clearly too distracted to be using the coffee machine right now."I nodded, because I couldn't say anything. I'd never been so horny in my life."I'm gonna need to hear some words, real language" she instructed "now, repeat after me: yes, mistress." Yes, mistress" I managed to get out."Please come behind the counter and stroke me until I cum like the naughty.