"The hormonal youngest son said, "She's kinda hot."Again, I couldn't disagree. She was. I was going to have to have a long talk about appropriate beha...ior with him. He should know better, but teenage boys could be assholes, so the conversation would happen. Probably more than once.The television was on, The Masked Singer playing off Hulu. It was the one reality show I actually liked. Sunday night, and the k**s were with their father for the next two weeks. I had toyed with having Jan come over. I arrived at the movies on Thursday about 30 minutes early and got the ticket. I walked around for 10 minutes or so before going into the theater. I sat on the front row and watched as the previews started and the lights turned down low. I had to use the restroom so I got up quickly and went to the restroom when I returned to the theater a janitor was placing a sign in front of the door that said closed I said to him I have a ticket and he said Go on in he was just getting ready for cleaning. "Maybe if you are good you can be my new little secretary,"he said with a smirk.Monica just smiled and threw a handful of dust in Mike's face. "Im goodmy dear, put maybe you can do our nails?"Mike coughed and stumbled backwards, his hands desperately rubbing hiseyes. "You bitch!" he said still partially blinded. "You're going topay for that!"Stacy watched in stunned silence as her boss stumbled backwards, hisclothes disappearing from his body. "What the fuck..." she askedlooking at Monica who. Returning to her knees, she offered me her collar. I fastened it on. Again, she offered me the thong."Are you properly attired, slave?" I asked her in mock severity.Her look at me was definitely not that of a calm submissive woman. She realized by now I was teasing her. I think I liked her exasperated with me. Well, a little bit, anyway.It took her longer to return this time and I heard other voices being shushed in the hallway. Still glaring at me, she made her way over to my chair and kneeled.