She missed his touch, his kiss, and especially the way he made love to her. However, he had an office to run, and had gone to work that Saturday to ca...ch up on his paperwork. She tried reading, watching television, and just could not concentrate on anything but his sexy voice, and hot body. So she decided to call him. “Hi darling, are you busy, your baby is bored,” she purred into the phone.“Not really just pottering with some spreadsheets, real interesting stuff,” he responded with a laugh.She. ."The man droned on as if he'd just announced ladies softball tryouts.Millie snapped the TV off, uttering an unkind comment about the newsman's parentage. Colleen and Rebecca stifled smiles, while Mr. Bell sat stone-faced. Our home was a veritable fortress. In any direction, there were armed guards, armored vehicles, attack dogs, and a sense of anticipation. The protective agents WANTED the mob to show up. They were panting for a confrontation.It was noon, and Judge Jones had visited and. . uh ... Kathryn." Oh, Paul. I think we can come up with something less familiar than simply 'Kathryn', can't we? I mean, after all, you are my servant, aren't you?" Uh, yes. Of course ... Ma'am?"Kathryn smiled from ear to ear. "Oh," she said, huskily, "that's ever so much better." Is there some way that I can be of service to you, Ma'am?" I asked helpfully."Why yes, there is, Paul. You see, my boyfriend and I have a problem. You see, he likes to get blow jobs but I just can't stand doing. 'Hey Mariel, you up for some good fucking', I looked into the rear mirror, 'Sorry', I said, 'my pussy has had enough cock to last me', I fired back into the darkness, to which they all laughed at my brazenness, I also smiled at my attitude, being one of the guys sluts, as someone had commented.'Wanna feel this Mariel', someone behind me said, 'What's that', I asked him, and I felt a hand reach for mine, and let him guide my hand behind me as I drove.There was no doubting what I held as my.