This was the perfect arrangement. She got the job and we rode to work together. I had a car but no license. I didn’t want to admit that my parents w...uldn’t sign for the license. I had a permit and convinced them that I was legal to drive as long as I had a licensed driver with me. This was mostly true but I had to drive to and from her house without a co-pilot. We got along great but I still didn’t see myself as a boyfriend for her. One night I dropped her off and she stayed in the car with me. He felt sorry for her. He suspected she wrote the nasty note out of spite, but he wouldn’t let on that he thought it was her. Like himself, Brenda was a victim of a woman. His little sister had gotten it all. Brenda was smart in her own right, and would get those scholarships, but she’d need them in order to get into college to land a career. It’s possible she could land a husband, but he didn’t sense that would happen. Brenda didn’t have any street smarts, it was all book smarts. She would. I was vaguely able to sense Angela and Emily, but Kayla seemed strangely absent from my mind.Emily perked up and tilted her head to look up at me. "She's next door in the other CT scanner," she answered."Is she alright?" I think so, Master," Emily answered. "Jonathan is in there now checking on her and seeing how she is doing. Oh Master, I'm so glad you are alright. I was so scared."With that, Emily started sobbing again and clutching my legs.I concentrated on Angela then, looking into her eyes. I had some laundry to get a move on first though, so I spent some time gathering it up and trucking it downstairs into the laundry room. I began sorting through clothes and filling the washing machine. About halfway through the sorting process, I felt warmth from behind as arms wrapped around my body and Hey, you was whispered into my ear. I could feel his hot breath on my neck and as his hands ran down my toned sides and under my shirt onto my waist, my heart picked up pace and I felt my.