Note my peers’ manager's NEVER threatened to write them up for failing worse than me, but my manager was mentally ill. She would blame me for the br...nch's shortcomings on sales and would alter customer accounts without their consent if she felt it was in the best interest of the branch. She would pick and choose whose overdrafts to pay every morning based on the fact if she liked them or not. I once saw her rubbing banknotes on her pussy before handing them to customers.She forceD me to sign my. She’d retire to an island in the Mediterranean and live happily ever after... But first she’d have to live through this hell. Her PRISON!Every day was a nightmare. Every day! But then, then, she cast her eyes upon him... At the castle, Lar-a-Mago, in Palm Bitch, the so-called “Winter Waffle House”, Stelania, Ronald and Baboon had been wintering.Those dreadful Washingstan winters! Snow, ice, gray skies! Reminded her far too much of her shithole hometown. Coming down to Floridumb was a perfect. "Jason, fetch the humidor. Lillie and I will have our cigars in the living room." Yes, Mistress."We got our cigars going and I told Jason to kneel. He did so."Lillie, I will someday teach you how to domesticate a man. It is not difficult, as long as you have the will. It's like using the "force" in the "Star Wars" movies.I took a few languid puffs of the cigar and blew the smoke directly into Jason's face and invited Lillie to do the same. A bit hesitatingly, Lillie took a deep drag on her. He looked up to see a man dressed like an old fashion english butler. "Who are you?" They call me the Sandman." he replied."Not exactly what I expected you to look like." Paul replied. "Then again I never thought I'd see you." Oh, I've had many looks over the centuries but to serve you a dream wish this look is as good as any other." he raised his wand and springled dream dust on Paul. "A Sabrina dream you'll never forget."The next thing Paul knew he was outside a marble school with the word.