A lump of panic rose in her throat and Willow was afraid she’d hyperventilate. She forced herself to breathe slowly, counting the inhales and exhale.... Next she stood, trying to see if she’d injured herself but aside from an ache on her rear end, which even in this situation was more embarrassing than anything else, she decided she was fine. The rain let up and a small shaft of moonlight came through as the clouds passed by. Willow saw a tree, went over and sat down. She hugged her knees to her. Lights went out and it ground into silence. A chorus of loud complaints erupted. People turned to see what happened. Then, like a scene from an old western, everything got quiet. Behind the bar, Sam reached for his blackjack. ‘Easy Sam.’ Clay held up a hand. ‘Stay where you are and I’ll be out of here in a second. ‘Wheeler, you need to come outside. I’ll be waiting by your truck. There some things we need to settle. You know what. If you’re not there in few minutes, I’ll leave a reminder on. He came over to the booth with a huge cheeky grin plastered all over his handsome face, and offered to buy a round of drinks. Hubby kept fingering my quim as we struck up a very sexy conversation, which I interrupted by having an orgasm due to hubby's exploring digits. Hubby went to the bar to get a round of drinks, leaving me sitting in our booth with my legs wide open showing my new lover my shaved pussy framed by my black stockings and garters. When hubby returned with the drinks he found me. Your choice. Your career.” The two sat there staring at each other, but it was clear who had the control. Phillip was the first to speak “Stand up, walk over near that wall or walk out that door and don’t come back.” Carolyn’s mind continued to race, as she stood up. She needed her job, she had rent and other bills to pay. But she didn’t just, wasn’t the sort of woman that he was asking her to be. The thoughts kept racing around and around inside her. She was sweating profusely and her mouth.