And that damned gag had been on him for--how long? She tried to count back, but her bran wouldn't function.When the men had eaten their fill, they sat...back and lit cigarettes. Jim's cigarettes, she thought, and hers."Okay," Max said. "Now the ladies can have a bite. Sit down, girls." It was a big table, with room for everyone."I don't want anything," Sally said. Max looked at her with a languid expression."I think you'd better eat something, sweety. You're going to need your strength for the. Stop crying slut, you will be used and abused as and when we like from now on. I pushed her away and made my way out of the bathroom, who the hell did she think she was, using me and talking to me like that.I stormed through the house and down the stairs and right over to you. I interrupted you as you were talking to Paul, Mike, Tony and Bill. I held your arm and begged you to take me home as I didn't feel too good, but you just told me to go sit down for a while and it would pass, you told me. .. quality and service be damned.After I was finally awarded that contract the terms don't provide me with much if any actual profit. Knowing that cost was his only criteria, I'd carefully lowballed my bid, hoping that by getting a foot in the door, so to speak, I could attract some of the other corporate clients in his other buildings but that plan hasn't worked out so far. If it wasn't for our three other smaller clients, that are much more profitable, I'd probably already be out of business.. “You make me want to do bad things to you, baby.” “I like it when you do bad things to me, Mrs. Vandermeer.” She smiled wickedly, her gaze holding mine as I trembled against her, rubbing my wet pussy against her thigh and letting out a fevered moan of desire. She kissed me playfully on the nose, and shook her head before pushing herself away from me. Helplessly I watched her retrieve her black lace bra from the dresser and slip her arms into the straps. She hadn’t really given me an answer,.