I needed some coffee, lots of coffee. Maybe an IV would be the simplest way to go. As I began the coffee making ritual, filling the coffee maker with ...ater from the tap, I looked outside and saw why the place was so bright. We’d had more than just a light dusting of snow, but now the sun was trying to come out, making the world a UVA or UVB hazard. It was a surprise to have snow so early in the season, it was still October. The Sunday paper was waiting at the front door of her apartment. I. Needed her orgasm. After all he had put her through, the least he could do was make her cum. Seconds later he took the first step in making her wish come true.Joanne's hips bucked upwards violently as he abruptly pressed his mouth hard against the wet crotch of her g-string. The pressure of his lips sent an immediate shock through her body; not quite a mini orgasm but close... very close. Her breath escaped her in an explosive grunt that was only partially muffled by the rubber ball gag in her. When I informed Miranda, she barely looked up at me. "You're giving me excuses, I need the product. Blaming someone else is no reason, and you are ultimately responsible. Their failure to follow up with you was your flag, and you missed it. That's pretty poor management, Carree. How are you going to fix it?"I then made my first major blunder in my job, I answered without thinking."I don't know." I said.Miranda stood, and walked to her door and shut it, turning to me."I didn't stick my neck out. He threw her aside and raised his hands in surrender just before I drove my big blade through his chest and took him off his feet, legs thrashing. When he fell, I put my foot on his face and pulled my weapon loose, looking quickly about for more targets as I jabbed him two or three more times in the belly.The girl was on her knees, choking and spitting, and the small woman who had been raped was now at the carriage door, talking to someone inside. I checked the bodies, found the man I shot with.