.Today starts next weeks pay period.. I said nothing, letting him hang himself. Then he was on Debra.“ I looked everywhere for you last night. Where...did you get to after work?” I saw her eyes drop to the floor, and something made me snap..I looked at him and said-- “She was with me last night.” His face turned beet red , and raising his finger to her face he began to shake it at her.“ You know the rules! No employees are to date. “ Debra's face went pale... I pushed my plate aside and said--“. "Talk some horse to me, wrangler. Tame me. Take all the wild out of me." Uh-uh," he said, releasing her breast. Milk dribbled from the tip of the swollen nipple and fell to his shirt. "I like you wild. Don't ever let anyone tame you. Ever!" Buck me, then. Buck and fuck. Buck me. Fuck me. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Ooh, I'm so hot, Joe. May I come?" Anytime. I've been waiting for you." We're fucking a mile high, Joe. We're joining the Mile-high Club." Uh-huh." His eyes had been closed, concentrating on the. As Mom played, I gathered the dress in my hands carefully so she wouldn't feel me doing it. After a quick glance toward the living room, I cautiously raised the dress. I could see the waistband of Mom's panties, just barely, running across the pillow. They must have been small ones because that's as far up as they came. Mom's crack was barely visible, squished between the pulpy flesh of her upper cheeks.I leaned forward to lay my head on Mom's back again. Could I get my hands under her dress?. ”“Okay, good. I mean it is good right?” she said.“Maybe. It seems the young lady and she is younger than he is by some years, is ex-military, and is also seriously disabled: missing one leg and has a very messed up face. According to Liz, she is actually ugly, but very nice, and, and this was emphasized to me, is very self-assured,” he said.“So?” she said.“If I get the chance, and if it looks to be possible. I’m going to fix her face—gratis. That oughta get us some credit with our man. The.