That little knowing smile had said it all, loud and clear, "You want me and I know it." She was right. I did want her, but I also knew that I could ne...er have her.My relationship with Tasha had not gotten off on the right foot. I had not wanted her in my department and I'm afraid my feelings about that were well known. When the opening occurred I had submitted the name of the most qualified man in the department, a man who could do the job and who was worthy of and long overdue for promotion.. I asked if she had ever, and no was the answer. I smile and told her we are about to correct that shortcoming.I then asked Sara to play with her tits and show Jen what she had and the look in her eyes was priceless. I could tell I had Sara right where I wanted her and that submission was going to be easy for her. I asked her if she had ever told her daughter about her need for sex and had she shared her sexual history with Jen. Sara hesitating said no but guessed she was about to do just that.. I stopped pulling his hair andstarted rubbing my arm as he hit me again, but in the other arm. I startedto cry like a baby. I covered my face as he continued to hit me and Icried and cried like a lil baby girl. "Oh did I hurt the little babygirl," hearing Jimmy making fun of me."Stop it... stop it you're hurting me," I yelled. He kept hitting me andlaughing at me that I was crying like a girl. I was crying so hard Istarted to wet myself getting my jeans soaked. That is what stopped himfrom. "No, of course I don't," I replied, trying to act all cool and nonchalant about it. I really didn't think it was weird at all, I had just never put any proper thought into it before. This is the first time our conversation had headed in this direction and it struck me that there might be more to Laura than she had let on to. Maybe she fancied girls? Knowing that her Mom was now with another woman and having met Julie and seen how nice they both were, I was in no way homophobic in any sense..