" Oh," I said, relieved that I was stopping the car in front of the small house. "His name is Doctor Mercer, my accounting professor from last year. H...s wife is Grace. She's pregnant," I explained to Erica on the way to the door.We were greeted cordially. I introduced Erica and kidded Grace, saying that I hadn't seen her running lately.It was mainly a getting-to-know-you session. Grace was very inquisitive, easily persuading Erica to talk about herself. When we left an hour later, I could count. Now she could afford a good education for her son, and a better place for them to live. She could buy him neat toys again. Every time he smiled, she realized whoring herself was well worth it. She still had trouble whenever Carl brought a friend or two, but whenever pleasing them felt like a heavy burden, she closed her eyes and remembered her son smiling, while feeling the men drilling all her holes. Yet, life felt good again.But then things took an unexpected turn. One day, Audrey arrived at. I have yet to hear those innocent sounding words when they weren't followed by news to which I didn't want to listen.The last time a boss called me into the office using that invitation, I left with a security escort to the front door with a severance check in my back pocket."Have a seat," Sheila patted the empty cushion and motioned for me to sit. "We've got a lot to talk about and not much time. The meeting starts in forty-five minutes." What does the board have to do with that?" I pointed to. ”She ran her hand up his arm until it stopped at his cheek. She felt the stubble beneath her soft palm and traced a thumb around his lips. Her blue eyes took in the worry in his. She didn’t know if he was worried about his friends or about her trapping him with a pregnancy.“I hope they’ll see reason,” Phil said as he kissed her on the forehead. “If they want to move forward as a family I hope they’ll let me help them. If they don’t, I hope they’re smart enough to abort or give the baby up for.