The more frustrated he got, the angrier his writing got.He had a deadline to get the chapter finished. He usually didn't struggle like this, but for s...me reason this time, he kept saying he couldn't get it right. This was very out of character for him, and she wanted to help him. He was one of the most stubborn men she had ever met and he didn't ask for help lightly. She knew that offering any assistance would be tricky. She had been patient, and stayed mostly silent, only speaking to him when. As soon as the door closed, she pushed me against a wall and kissed me hard. Her hand went under my dress and began rubbing my clit. I moaned loudly as she molested me. She broke the kiss and said, “Do you want me to fuck you?”“Badly,” I moaned as she lifted my dress off. She then went over to the table and put on a decent sized 7 inch strap-on.She then said, “Crawl over here coach.”I dropped to my stocking covered knees and crawled over to my player.“Suck my cock coach,” she demanded.I took. I was going to ask him to lunch, but I've not seen him today. I told him you were coming, though. Yesterday afternoon."Weena called us from the doorway. There was cold beef and yesterday's bread as well as salad. I ate too much, as I always do at 'home.' We were just done when there was a knock at the door. I kicked over my chair when I saw who it was. Jacky was older — so was I — but I would have recognised him anywhere. I gave him a big hug and introduced him to Weena. "Heya, missus," he. "You hangin round look to cadge some food again?"Ann paused, thinking that she was actually quite hungry. "If you got somegoin then yeah."The cook frowned, then allowed herself a tiny smile and said, "Alright. Ifyou're that desperate that you 'ad to come beggin again then I'll see whatI can do." She disappeared inside.Ann grinned to herself at the feast to come but did wonder what she hadcome to that she was begging at the back of her own home for scraps.The cook appeared a couple of minutes.