He had a suspicion that the sort of support she required was not found in any employment manual. He really didn’t mind that because it gave him a fu...l night of fun and games with a willing teenager with lots of enthusiasm for following his orders no matter how depraved and all for minimum wage and enough money for a taxi back home when her duties were finished.He already had a nice collection of really dirty panties from his former employees stored inside zip-lock bags to preserve their nasty. " Yes, well, if you'll excuse me—"And Buck leaves the den, his robe flapping open as he heads toward the pool."She missed yesterday afternoon, as you can see, but I called the chopper this morning and she's back out there, looking good as ever," Vanessa says."I'm sure we need have no qualms concerning her until after my lunch with Randy tomorrow," Cynthia states."Then, of course, depending on the reaction I get, or more accurately induce, we'll see." You mean we might still scratch the. How long? How long has this been going on?" she asked. It was the first time she seemed collected as she looked back over at him and then down at her lap. Perhaps the first time recognizing his advances as he stroked her leg."A couple of weeks now," Randy answered back. "Does it make you hot? I think that little shaved pussy of yours is dripping," he continued.Her head shot back, almost in shock he mentioned her anatomy."Yea, I know you shave. Just like I made him shave his. I bet its dripping. I have gas for the generator, the fridge, and for cooking.”“What about water?”“I can run a pump for the kitchen sink, but Daddy never got around to putting in a bathroom. We still have the outhouse. I’ve had it moved once, but I expect it will last a while now.”“So, how do you bathe and wash clothes?” I felt like an interrogator, but Sam just smiled.“There’s a shower rigged up on the porch, and I have an old ringer washer. I string up a clothesline in here when I need one. Most of the time, I.