"Well there is one thing, you don't have any bad habits to break." You heard me when I said I would do my best," she snapped at him. "You had to learn...at one time." She dared him to deny this."Look, I said you would do fine. Now get the chip off your shoulder and let's see if we can get you outfitted for the cold. The people who owned this place before me left everything behind except the clothes on their backs. When they sold out, they both swore they would never need work clothes again."She. Brennan blinked and stared open mouthed at him. Did he really think he could disobey him? Was he really gonna play this game? And as soon as those thoughts hit his mind, the anger began to rise. Who the fuck did this little slut think he was, anyhow?Joey saw the rage and knew he had made a miscalculation, but it was too late. Mr. Brennan suddenly stood and gripped his charge by his soft biceps. Joey grimaced as his eyes grew wide and he felt himself being lifted by his pinned arms. Mr. Brennan. I listened for most of the flight without offering an opinion.I interrupted the conversation to remind them that the presentation was multipart. "The complete presentation could not be choreographed. It has to be broken down into individual segments. First was the research that Cindy had done that gave us a starting place," I said."The next was the site tour. It allowed me to look for soft spots that were potential trouble spots. Those determined where we needed cameras and how many from what. You want to smell my snatch .. c’mon on then! ‘Smell it, baby. Come on!’ I had turned my face to her as I sat on the toilet and she pulled me into her , in between her thighs. Her legs were open and she was pushing her crutch against my face. She must have dropped her skirt because she had one hand pulling my head into her and with the other she had reached down and taken my cock and was stroking it. The smell of her bl**dy, sweaty cunt was terrible, beautiful, unbelieveable … and within.