I went home and read the report. It detailed Mary's movements from the moment she left the house until she got home. In the week she didn't actually w...rk at all. She spent the week fucking her way through a large number of black men.All was revealed when I looked at the video. She left home and drove to a house on the other side of town. Inside her boss greeted her. They immediately fucked. There was no foreplay, just hard fucking. Then a number of black men entered the house. They too all. ...proof in itself of her control over me. With what I thought was my humiliation over with she took a step back, then suddenly gave me a hard slap across my face with her open hand. The stinging slap took me by surprise, and I wondered what had I done wrong. She watched me, as if knowing how my mind worked and that I was trying to think of the reason for the slap, then after a pause informed me that there was no reason for it, and no need for any reason....but just because she felt like it. I. She wants to fuck, quickly. I must be looking pretty good too.In Rhonda's apartment, she poured both of them a drink. Laura knew they both wanted to fall on the bed and fuck each other wildly, but they must act civilized and cool. They clinked glasses, their eyes already smoking, hands quivering slightly in excited anticipation."Her name is Earlene Farrell," Rhonda said. "I really don't know why I'm doing this. She's a total knockout, and very hot. I mean hot. She'll burn a hole in your bed, if. After the meeting I feigned a migraine and told Pat I was going home early.“Sam, I know you had your eyes on the manager position.” She began slowly. “However, it’s company policy that all lateral transfer requests be given priority over promotions.”“John asked for a transfer?” I questioned.Yes, a few days into the project he made a written request for the opening. I believe he said that he would be moving his family here too.”My heart sank to meet where my stomach already was. I quickly left.