"I'll need more than that," I said.Jena laughed, "Not if you're Stephanie at our house."We loaded my van with my stuff to take to the second-hand stor... and thenloaded my van and her car with the remaining items to take back to ourhouse. When we reached the house, Jena told me to go inside. She pickedout a bra, panties, slacks, blouse, and shoes to wear when we unloadedthe vehicles. Once we got everything inside, she told me to take off myblouse and slacks and we started sorting things out. At. I was speechless. "Now Laura," my boss broke into my thoughts, "I want to talkto Elizabeth about something that doesn't concern you. Get down on your kneesand show her what a good whore you are." Laura knelt on the floor at my feet unquestioningly. I was sitting cross-legged.She reached forwards, stuck her tongue out and began to lick hesitantly atthe stocking-wrapped toes of my dangling foot. I couldn't believe it. Was Idreaming? I gave her face a little prod with my foot. She was real. Adam with out any further hesitation removed her heel to reveal her well toned and well shaped size six foot. He began to massage her foot, feeling the softness of her foot combined with the silky feel of her stockings began to make Adam hard. He was about to lose all control she was loving the feeling of Adam massaging her. At this point she was beginning to breathe heavily unaware how strong Adams hands where until now. “Your soooooo good with your hands Adam,” he looked up and smiled. As he. Once they were outside the station, Liam smacked the back of her head. Not to hurt, but instead to knock some sense into her. ‘Next time, when I tell you to shut up you shut up. You don’t grab the nearest shovel and start digging your grave.’ ‘I didn’t hurt Adam, Liam.’ She hated the pleading sound in her voice. She wanted him to say he believed her. She wanted someone other than Matt to believe her. Matt had to believe her. Matt had been there. But who could believe with certainty he knew for.