A few times, he even smiled. Of course, it wasn't to them. It was only to Miriam.He still treated the rest of the staff about as well as most people t...eat cockroaches. He sent them on fools' errands and talked patronisingly to those who didn't catch on quickly enough. If someone screwed up, he let them—and everyone else within shouting range—know it. But they noticed he said "please" and "thank you" more frequently ... well, maybe once or twice.Miriam seemed to affect the rest of the staff,. He took her hands in his and held them down on either side of her head. His full weight was on her. Lying on the rock, with Alejandro’s body pinning her down, she was trapped in an erotic embrace, forced to feel him on her, to feel him thrusting against her. ‘You are mine,’ he purred. Her pussy ached. She shuddered. She wanted to be his. His cock hurt when he ground it against her pubic bone, but it briefly alleviated the ache from deep in her cunt, where she wanted him. She wrapped her legs. I enjoyed a couple of frozen strawberry margaritas and chatted with my friends and fellow teachers. As the evening wore on, there was karaoke, dancing, and lots of drinking. As we had done in the past, the single teachers closed the restaurant and the bar before we headed home. The drive was uneventful and quiet. Even though I was concerned that I had too many margaritas and knew I'd lose more than just my great insurance rate if I were to be pulled over. I wasn't drunk, but I was sure I was. He put some water in the pan and handed them to the doctor. The doctor washed out the wound and made sure there was no dirt or shirt fibers left behind. He then had Bill pay for two shots of whiskey: one he drank and the other he used to wash out the wound one last time.With a remarkably neat hand, he sewed up the wound and wrapped it with more clean cloths supplied by the bartender. Bill paid 50 cents to the doctor for his services and tipped the bartender the same. Jack also got a dose of.