"What is my salary anyway?" she asked."You've got to be joking," he said, "five hundred a week is what I was going to pay, but you don't really want m... to pay you do you?" Of course I do," was her reply, "this is a business arrangement. This way when you stop paying me we can move on and I can go back to just being mom again."It all seemed logical in her mind and apparently she convinced him because he quickly agreed."As your mom, you need to get your ass back to school tonight," Monica stated,. Berkham's hair colouring is not entirely genuine. I felt I should bring it to your attention. In the interests of openness between us." Hmmm," said Kashim. He slid a finger across the top of her pants, pushing them down to give him a view of the struggling Suzie's pubic hair. He grabbed hold of a strand of Suzie's hair between his fingers and peered at it as a look of disappointment crossed his face. Suzie stopped her struggles, anxious not to pull against Kashim's grip. A muffled squeal came. ‘Very much. Tell me Connie, do you dream about me?’ Her cheeks spoke for her as they became very red. I chuckled. ‘Do you know what you want to do to me at this moment?’ I asked her low, seductively. She gulped. Her back came in contact with the wall, and she was pressed up against it. I grabbed her arms and pinned them above her head, exposing her breasts and putting her in a very submissive position. My head leaned in closer to her ear. I nipped lightly at her earlobe. She gasped. I smiled.. ’ I should’ve been relieved, but I wasn’t. ‘What’d she say to make you look like a cherry?’ I teased. He stratched his head, blushing again. ‘Er, nothing.’ I poked him in the ribs playfully. ‘Oh, c’mon, just tell me.’ He sighed. ‘I guess there’s no hiding from the boss,’ he teased. Then he went silent, looking at the floor, shuffling his feet. ‘And she told me, well…to not fuck the hell out of you.’ Unexpectingly, I laughed. ‘You know I won’t, right?’ he asked. ‘Of course,’ I laughed. ‘Its just.