“H-hey where are we going?” He protested, following her barefoot with a weird step as he was pulled from the living room into her room, each step ...ifficult with his new gear on and every flat surface of her room sporting some sort of gaming memorabilia.“You’re going to give me head or I’m going to flush the key!” She giggled cutely as she spun the key on its ring around her finger.“H-hey, that’s not fair!” He blushed brightly, but sank to his knees before the edge of the bed, watching as she. He lay there, moaning softly, as Maggie looked down at him. Shebreathed heavily, the adrenaline burning though her. Her mother stoodthere, looking down at Randall with an expression of horror. Maggie reached up to rub at her cheek. There was a feeling of burning onit, and she knew that she'd have a nasty bruise there in the morning. Sheexhaled a long ragged breath, stepping around the supine man on thefloor, and walked out of the kitchen. She slowly moved through her houseto her room, closing. He had gotten to me and tried pinning me against the door. I stomped on his bare feet with my shoes and ground the soles into the tops of his feet. This caused him to let go and back up where he could take a swing at me. He missed and I hit him square in the throat, not hard, I did not want to kill him, just incapacitate him. He was a lot bigger than me though. While he stood there and tried to catch his breath from my blow to his throat and neck my wife, her mom, Julia and his brother all came. I did notbother to see who was that and just carried on with my searchin my own private office. "Hi, " a familiarsweet voice startled me … "oops! Sorry to scare you… but I thought you might need a hand with all the paper worksbefore the Christmas." My perky 22 yo secretary,Madeline, was wearing a flowery green T and a tight denimskirt that showed off her young, beautiful long legs. "Ya, you got me there alright … I do need some help here … but I amnot paying you the OT …" I teased, always feel.