You take a step back, surveying your work, seeing the bright red flesh. Your eyes travel over my ass then lower, noting the swollen lips, throbbing cl...t, the wetness that seeps down my inner thighs and I know you smile at this. I cry out softly as your hand touches the heat, fingertips lightly play over the hypersensitive flesh. Your other hand joins the first to examine my heated ass, each touch; each pass of your fingers sends me further into the breaking point. You know this…just as I know. I really didn't want to meet anyone, but I got out of the car."And about those witches," she told me, as she stood by her open car door. "There was a price I have to pay because they helped me." What's that?" I asked. I got distracted. A little dog came running up to me and began jumping up on me. I stooped down and picked her up, and she started licking my face."I have to bring them another woman who needs help," she said. "And Wendy, I don't know ANYBODY that needs help more than you!"I heard. I pulled open the heavy door and startedlooking for the grapefruit. I had to move a couple of crates but Ifinally found the fruit. Just then the door opened and shut abruptly!I turned around and saw Greg."Oh Greg, I was just down here to get some grapefruit for Lisa." What a coincidence my dear, I am also looking for some grapefruit." His eyes had a lustful look to them and I was cornered in theback of the cooler."Uh, I don't understand, what do you mean?"He moved closer to me as he stared me. "We better get back before Mrs van de Sar decides on a spot inspection." Jane said with a grin, adding. "And it wouldn't surprise me if she wanted to inspect her staff as well."Isabel joined in the laughter but a part of her really did expect such an inspection.On returning to the huge kitchen Jane helped her mom to put some of the food that needed cooking in to the ovens and had just sat back down at the table when Susi returned with the other waitresses who were now dressed identically to.