When Tom turned his attention back on the old woman he found that she was watching him closely. He smiled and raised an eyebrow. She shook her head an... just stepped back, but she didn't leave.Tom motioned to the door and Robert walked up and opened it. They found that he was still eating his breakfast. He had a young woman sitting across from him, who obviously wanted to be somewhere else, and two young girls that were acting as his cooks. He glared at the men, "This is my house and you should. You have to understand what a big deal this was. Julie has loved food ever since she was little. The only reason she didn't end up a total fatty is that she's also an extremely fussy eater. She refuses to eat anything that she considers beneath her sophisticated palate. I think half the reason she became a chef was because she thinks she’s too good for anyone else's cooking.Naturally, this refined palate of hers had no place for cockflesh or semen, or even condoms. Back when we were first. Josh was helpless, stretched out before her with his stiff cock pointed at the ceiling. “Wow, I didn’t know you were into this kinda shit,” he said, his voice less confident. “There’s a lot you don’t know about me, you piece of shit,” she said, giving his cock a vicious slap with the back of her hand. Josh flinched. She reached down and grabbed his balls, squeezing his sac until he squirmed. “I should cut these fucking things off,” she snarled. “Who the fuck do you think you are?” Josh was. “Was worth it just to see that redhead flying that shiny new plane of hers,” he said.As we drove off in two separate trucks I mused about this being the longest time we’d been apart other than sleeptime in our respective trailers since we started this job.I don’t like it – not one bit.Not the only one, apparently. Phone rang. Punched the button to answer on the truck’s audio system. “Hi, baby...”Giggle. “Don’t be calling me ‘baby’ at work, not just yet, anyway. Uh, let’s go drop my truck off at.