Finishing the last window in the living room, she was thankful she still hadn’t been to slow and finished in time.Sighing again, she made her way to...Brianna’s office. She found her busy on her laptop at her desk. She approached and looking down at the floor awaiting acknowledgement from her.?Finished have you?? she spoke not even looking at Abby.?yesth Misth-tress? Abby replied best she could. ?Damn tongue piercing? she thought.?Shame, I really wanted to punish you today for not finishing on. ” She broke off.She tried to move closer to the TV. One of the women had turned round allowing Wendy to see her face for the first time. She recognised her! It was her mums work colleague, Sandra. She was in her mid thirties. She occasionally came round for a coffee with her mum. Wendy didn’t know her that well but her mum was quite close to her.Wendy became all flustered. “Miss West, I cant! That woman I…..”“Wendy! Get a hold of yourself” Miss West shouted. Wendy was taken back by. I had held out on him fora total of about $15,000. I thought, if he's caught up in some crazy gangshit, I need to get the hell out of here. I went up stairs and packed abag, grabbed my "client book" and headed out the door. I took the car tothe airport and went in and bought a ticket for New Orleans. As I walkedthrough the airport, I looked up at a TV in a bar as I walked past andthere was a "local news flash" that showed cop cars with lights flashingand what appeared to be our home shot to. He left the door open and I could hear the heavy strong stream as he emptied his bladder from his slightly engorged cock. My body shivered in anticipation and I quickly took off my clothes and hopped under the covers and I heard him start the shower. Should I join him I wondered but stayed put under the snow white heavy duvet and waited. The only light was coming from the television screen in the far corner and I saw his dark body fill the doorway as he came into the room and left the bathroom.