I was shaking as I poured the gourmet beans in thegrinder.? I?m glad there was a timer onthe grinder. Pouring water into the decanter, pouring that in...o the coffeemaker was difficult. Separating the coffee filter was impossible. I wasshaking. I spilled the coffee trying to pour it into the filter. DAMN!I would have to start over. I dumped the grinds and startedover?this was way too much. I returned to where they were seated and placed the servingtray on the table. I placed a cup before Nicole. She retired to the bathroom and spent a long time soaking in the tub. When she got out, I could see that her body was reddened from the hot water and that she appeared to have been crying. I didn't question her but helped her into bed, where she promptly fell asleep. She didn't want to talk about her ordeal over the past weekend and I agreed to put our talk off for the time being. I was concerned about her since she always confided in me, especially about any sexual involvement that she may. What a way to come home, horny as hell, and fucking away the virginity of our babysitter! I sighed, and resigned myself to one more sexless night, and, possibly, a whole heap of trouble, if Caroline found out. Jayne asked me, quietly, ‘What now?’ ‘Well, I’ll drive you home, and pay you for your sitter work.’ I suddenly felt her hand take hold of my cock, and rub it gently. I was shocked, I had clicked off the light, as I didn’t want to traumatize her any further, and here she was, feeling my. You could store them with Alice’s panties, side by side, and then get Cat’s and Karen’s and - “They’re dirty, and I -”“Get out,” Miss O’Negai hissed. She grabbed his shirt from her desk, tossing it at him. “Get dressed and get out.”“But -”“Out!” she nearly hollered as she stood up, picking up her skirt and shaking it at him. “I want you out of my office!”Ryan threw his clothes on, still holding her panties. “What do you want me to do with these?” “I don’t care,” she snapped as she buttoned her.