Now I’m Assistant Manager Tiffany!” she finished, accenting her title.“But ... Why?” Alaina persisted.Tiff frowned, looking over at the taller...girl. “You mean why work at this club? Or why work at all?”“Yeah, that. Why do you want to work so hard? Your parents have lots of money, right? You could just, y’know, hang out.” Wait, that makes it sound like I’m telling her not to work. Don’t give up your dreams, Tiff! “I mean, I’m not saying you should—I think it’s pretty responsible of you to have. I was out my mind and then she came and placed tea on the tableShe noticed my erection and gave a naughty smile.I immediately covered my erection with a pillow.We drank tea and that night, I slept on the sofa as usual and she slept in her bedroom.It was 11 pm and I woke up and switch on the tv as am not able to sleep, within few minutes Manasa has joined me as even she isn’t sleepy and bored. I was watching some random movie and then she took the remote and has switched to music channels.And. ”“Up-armour, what kind of armour upgrades are we talking about?”“Nothing I’d like to talk about over the phone, but this is as big as the F-18 thing I tried doing for you. I really need to upgrade my security. I have none. I have an employee dealing with Allied Barton, but I’ll contact them directly and speed things along. In the meantime, for national security reasons, I think PPCLI (Princess Patricia’s Canadian Light Infantry) should lend me a section. Have a couple guys patrol my place 24/7. CHAPTER THREEWith only a little embarrassment, Sarah managed to talk to her son about their involvement. She was delighted that he was enjoying fucking her, without shame. She still could not explain her sudden hunger for cock, because she still did not understand it. All she knew was her cunt was, almost overnight, on fire constantly, and she was having orgasms -- beautiful orgasms. Exposing herself at the bank nude made no sense to her either, but she couldn't deny it had made her excited..