In the back of her mind, she vaguely wondered what the hell she was going to say to her boyfriend when she got home and he asked her how the interview...had gone. Andrew was now grabbing Carla's hair and fucking her like a man-possessed. "Oh yeh, is she a good fuck boss?" asked Michelle, "Can you see yourself fucking this juicy cunt on a regular basis?" They were talking about her as if she was just some little fuck toy. "Oh fuck, yeh," grunted Andrew, "She's tight too. I think she's just what. " You do?" Of course! And I remember that kiss and now wish I'd kissed your lips instead of your cheek." I've been fantasizing the same thing all day." You have? I've been having some torrid fantasies too." Torrid? You have to tell me about them!" Oh, I could never do that. I'd be too embarrassed." I wished I'd used Facetime so I could see you blushing. I bet you're even more adorable when you blush."I detected her heavy breathing. Was she masturbating? "Want to hear one of my torrid. Stupid repairman.November 8If one more smart arse says 'Hot enough for you today?', I'm going to fUckin' throttle him. FUckin' heat!By the time I get to work, the car's radiator is boiling over, my clothes are soaking fuckin' wet and I smell like baked cat!November 9Tried to run some errands after work, wore shorts, and sat on the black leather upholstery in the ol' car. I thought my fuckin' arse was on fire. I lost two layers of flesh, all the hair on the backs of my legs and my fuckin' arse.. Most of the plans were just some changes and pieced together rooms from other jobs, but it would give me a good idea of what he had planned. The real work would begin once I felt comfortable with the basic design. I noticed several of the room plans seemed to come from his own home's plans. I told him I would mark up the plans and sent them back as soon as I could. He said he was busy building a house right now and tearing down another one, the old house on my property. He was about halfway.