Mrs. Stone had assured me that the fire I'd ignited with the leaf blower hadn't done any permanent harm to the lawn, and that the grass would grow bac... next year, but my mother had declared the chain saw off limits. I don't care; I abuse it anyway. As for the other machines, I like to think that they work better after being kicked around a little.You'd think that after I'd had my knockout French teacher Pam Lee writhing beneath me on my bed last Sunday, it would pretty much take a dead relative. Over and above her photo sets she could sell videos, extra 'private' sets, lingere, even arrange 'meets' with a client if she wished. Anything above the original sets, she would receive 100% of. For setting up the site, taking and editing, and uploading the pics. Responding to the eventual e-mails, sending out anything purchased, I would get 20% of the gross. Some 'FANS' would even send her lingerie to model in, which for an agreed upon set of private pics, she would get to keep. Anne needed. ”Minutes stretched. My growing concern for my slutty pet sobering me up. Ten minutes passing.ADarkAngel: “Microsoft, pet.”ADarkAngel: “Saying it myself to just make sure you’re okay.”ADarkAngel: “If you feel this got out of hand I need to know.”Worrying silence. Another ten pass before my vigilance is answered.K5: “In the car.”Relief passing through me.ADarkAngel: “I’m here as well.”ADarkAngel: “How are you holding up?”K5: “Still in parking lot. Taking a moment to cool off. I’m a mess,. I would just have to convince him this would be more economical – that was my best course of action. I was already an employee on payroll, and I was familiar with his schedule and contacts. I hopped up out of my chair confident in my purpose, but, that didn’t stop me from breaking out into a nervous sweat. Truth be told I was scared shitless, what if he said no? Rolling my shoulders, I took three deep breathes, organized my thoughts and purposely marched into Mr. M’s office. My courage could.