She smiled at the ring of worried faces, “I have just come off of the telephone, a call from our solicitors, they have been tidying up the last of t...e former estate managers affairs, and he has left a substantial sum to be spent on the village school!” Hodges said that that was “most fitting, madam, as Ernest had been an educated man and had always strived to assist wherever he could with the education of the young!” The mistress smiled, said “quite so,” and moved on, motioning the cook to pour. I told that dumbass Jared not to run hoes out of an apartment complex, but what do I know? All I’ve got now is my car, my empty wallet, a growling stomach and this switchblade. I flip the blade in and out and I consider my options. Shit, what options? Option 1: Starve. Not happening. Option 2: Go back home and try to get money/product, too risky, probably still crawling with cops. Option 3: Hold up a store, again risky considering I only have a blade and most night cashiers pack nowadays.. "Don't worry, you won't lose your job. I'm fucking your boss's boss."We both burst into laughter again like school girls.She reached down and gently took my cell phone out of my hand. She pressed a few digits, and then handed it back to me."Now you have my number, and you had damn well better use it," she said, smiling brightly, before giving me one last hot kiss on the mouth.She took my hand and led me out of the stall. I couldn't help but look down and notice her tight black slacks and the. .."my Mom explaining to me. My Mom was 51 years-old right now and I thought my Mom must be dry down there.My Mom must have guessed what I was thinking about. "Women never really dry down there,Honey...In fact,at my age we are more slippery and wet than young women like your Wife...Also there need not be any fear of getting impregnated...So,just think about it and if at all you need a woman's body,remember I’m here to take care of you and give you any pleasures that you really need,Honey..."my.