"Make them come to you from now on," I suggested, wondering why the kid from Fox had not called me back.She laughed. It was a good laugh, nothing girl...sh about it.I waited, extracting my steaming coffee before the oven buzzed."The reason I called," she said, her voice low and serious, "I'm going in to the office now and will talk to Buzzy around eleven after I take care of some league paperwork and confer with our attorney and a couple of other people I trust." You mean to fire him?" Oh yes,". I saw familiar storefronts andsights go by in the windshield as we drove along. They looked the same,but I was seeing them through different eyes. Prettier eyes, to be sure,but a lot more than that. Calmer. Somehow more peaceful, but excited atthe same time. It wasn't the sights that were changing; it was me.We got to the restaurant and Stanley opened the door for me. I swung mylegs out together, and he took my hand in his to help me gently out ofthe car. Gently. Delicately. I could. I think he went nuts trying to check me out from under his blindfold.I even took him to an orgy and made him kneel in the corner, crying, while I and lots of other pretty girls (that he had hired) fucked geeky, lucky guys?but poor Miggie didn’t get to see a damn thing! He was relieved when, after nearly two months, he was allowed to see and touch and kiss my naked breasts and pussy again.I am asked by my few friends ?in the know? why I am quite so hard on Miguel. Sure, he likes being spanked. I’m just so damn horny right now. If I don’t get some hot action soon, I am going to go crazy!” I giggled to lighten the mood. “Don’t be embarrassed. I’m sure you will get some hot action soon.” Then, as if on cue, Gibson strolled into the bathroom. We both looked at him and laughed… but the laughter was just to hide the sexual tension for Jessica. She was still flush from our conversation, and her nipples were visibly erect poking against the fabric of her blouse. I don’t think Gibson noticed,.