" I'm not doing it for you. I'm doing it for me," Cassandra replied casually. "I'd been sitting in that chair for so long that my back was stiff. I ne...ded to get up and do something other than looking over transactional data."I squeezed my eyes shut and dropped my elbows onto the desk so that I could hold my head in my hands as my assistant continued her neck rub. "Ugh ... You don't have to do that, either. You should take a break." Are you going to take a break?" she asked before grabbing my. "Are you sure?" Grace asked tentatively and Sandy nodded."Yeah. I know. The guy smelt of grease and the casino is above a garage."Grace took a deep breath and squeezed her hand that was over Sandy's pendulous bosom. "Well if you are sure, let's go and see the police."Sandy scoffed. "No. They weren't interested. And Neville is well connected with the police. I reckon half of them get bungs from him."Grace kissed the back of Sandy's neck. "Well what are we going to do? Run off somewhere and set. "Here. Enjoy this." Then she turned, snagging a coat from the front hall closet, and exiting through a door to the garage.I took a seat at one of the stools at a kitchen island. The first bite was tasty but a bit dry. I rummaged cabinets for a glass and the fridge for some milk. Whole, not two percent, but beggars can't be choosers. I was two bites into the pastry, pondering my next step. Raise a fuss at work about Tashun's sexual activities with co-workers? Find the video clip of him fucking. The day started as it usually does when I’m home alone, dressing up. On this day I had gone for a pink G-string with a matching bra, my breast forms, and some tight leggings which showed off my pert bum very nicely. A black lace top and of course my light brown shoulder-length wig and my make-up. I was in a bit of a horny mood so I went for the red lipstick and lip gloss to give them a sparkle, red nail varnish with black eye liner, mascara and eye shadow. This was topped off with some.