“Unless...” She looked up at him with a worried expression. “Do you think she might’ve been working for your father somehow?”Will laughed ab...uptly. “No, if there’s one thing I’m sure about, it’s that she’s not someone who...” he trailed off.“But if he made a contract with her, then she’d have to, wouldn’t she?”That’s... Will blinked. “That’s fucked up.” He sighed. “But it does sound like something he might do. And the timing is...” But wait, didn’t she start messaging me again last Monday. “How did you know to listen to this of all conversations?” She began to stammer a bit more but said, “The fact that your…friend…called so early…something in her voice and manner suggested…caused me to suspect that…I mean something about her voice, the timing…I really don’t know. I just knew that there was something diff…unusual about this call….And I gave in to my curiosity….” Then in a rush, she began explaining that she was so sorry; she never would do it again, never had done anything so. He held out his hand and I took it. Tugging me to my feet, he pulled my hand to his lips and kissed it like a gentleman of old. Then he wrapped his lips around my finger and sucked -- the finger that I had just used to masturbate. I felt my knees go weak knowing he tasted me.Releasing my hand, the man dropped to his knees. I flinched when I felt his palms on my bare skin sliding up the outside of my thighs, but I didn't move away. Not even when he grabbed my panties and slowly pulled them down.. My world collapsed when on that fateful Friday afternoon where all twenty of my fellow colleagues and myself were assembled in the showroom to be told that we were all being made redundant. The cheque for two week’s severance pay wouldn’t last me long, for I’d only not long ago signed a rental lease on the flat, where I was at present now residing. I saw the stricken looks on the other's faces and knew that I had the same expression. I only caught a few words of our manager as he told us that.