O-okay An-Mom.."Over the next three days, nothing. No masturbation, no slutty Mommy talk, nothing. Annika tossed her platinum blonde hair over her sho...lder and tapped her silver 5 inch stilettos. Her outfit was a button up white half shirt with only the bottom button actually closed, a red tie, and a plaid skirt that just barely covered her pussy. It being a Saturday, it was job-hunting day for her. Annika had finally decided she'd just become an exotic dancer. She was flexible and strong. John said nothing, but only unlocked the door and walked in. He could see his wife through the frosted glass of the shower door. He yanked the door open and looked in at her.Anita was too embarrassed to look her husband in the eye. “Go away!” she weakly cried, slumping to the shower floor. As John looked down on her, weeping under the water, a plan flashed through his mind. She didn’t realize that he had been receiving the other servants’ attentions!“Slut!” he cried out. Anita began to cry. ” I take my cell phone out and load up the sound gallery to find the file of Agent Gutierrez’s family and press play. The incoherent screams of two children and a woman in Spanish as loud male voices bark orders and then gunfire and silence. The bald man’s head whips over towards me and makes a case screaming into his gag about the sound while the other is confused. I smile and point to the one with hair and nod to Mr. Mulligan before taking the blade and cutting my charge and the agent free. I. And you didn't even tell me." Samreached up, dabbing an index finger to his glistening eyes. "I thoughtwe were friends!" Sam could hear his French accent coming throughstronger, though thankfully still in English."The laptops..." Rivers leant back, rubbing at his forehead."Why Mike? Why?" Sam whispered, gazing down at the table.Rivers exhaled into his cupped hands, then rubbed uneasily at the backof his head. "We shouldn't be talking about this here. I've got ahotel room in town. Come.