The department had received a complaint from a woman about her neighbour's house extension. It was, she said, far too big and she knew that it had bee... built without planning consent. The first surprise had been that the house in question was isolated and the complainant could not even see it from her property. Their properties, however, were contiguous, having a common boundary a couple of paddocks from each house and Derek suspected that the root of the problem was either a boundary dispute. Saoirse saw the women sit down again and pick up their cards as if nothing had happened. She stood with her dress up round her waist, unsure what she was supposed to do until Mrs. Galbraith told her bluntly to get on her knees and work her way around the table, beginning with Mrs. McGuire.Saoirse looked at Mrs. Galbraith and saw the serious intent in her eyes. She whispered, “Yes Ma’am” and with a deep breath dropped to her knees and crawled beneath the table.Mrs. McGuire sat with her legs. The sissy had caved to his will rather easily, without a struggle, giving up the only pussy he had to him. He smiled. He could not fathom doing that. What is wrong with these fucking tools. There is nothing more precious in life than women and pussy. I will never understand this fucking loser jacking off on his knees. A mentality he could never, ever understand. An anomaly, a flaw of nature. A flaw. He was more than willing to exploit. Fucking shoot me in the head if I ever become like. She was perfectly safe and in any case, she could handle this young man with a few well chosenwords if necessary. She had perfected the right tone to go with the word ‘No!’ It had been a long time since anyone had given her the opportunity to practice it though. Even with Jim it had been awhile. She cleared her mind of that sad thought. Bending to pull a small table from its nest she was conscious of his attention and became careful, a little nervous blushed wiped her face. ‘What the hell!’.