?He did as she told him, watching Samantha as she worked on the pink laptop. Through the haze of lust and wonder, a semblance of rational thought was ...eturning. Through his mesmerised state, he started to question what she was doing on the computer, question what she was doing here in his room, question what she doing with him.She turned from the laptop and crooked a finger to summon him. ?Now, Robbie, crawl over here – on your hands and knees, that’s a good boy.?Rob’s head was throbbing from. It sure is, Zoe. What would you like to have anyway? Hot chocolate, slices of bread dished up with cheese, plain fried potatoes–I have almost everything that you need here. A mere cup of tea will be enough, I am surmising. Alright. I will go ahead and get it ready for you then. It will be my heartfelt pleasure to help you out with it, Mr. Hughes. Bitches like me do make admirable cooks, you know? I have faith in you. Come and join me now, will you? Sure! Zoe added with an optimistic and shaken. He'd be getting a fat wad of cash from Garner. He figured she deserved some kind of present for putting up with his absence so many evenings.He happily grabbed the bags and the flowers and whistled his way up the walk to his rundown duplex. Thirty years in the US and this was what he had to show for it. The land of opportunity. Yeah right. He refused to allow the inequalities of his adopted home pull him down, though. Right now, he had seized a small opportunity, and he would make sure his. Sure enough Miss Cooper had highlighted in red pen 2 sets of figures, my blood ran cold. Quickly I checked them and then it was my turn to smile, my figures were right, the Black Widow had made a mistake. Knowingly I asked her what she had in mind, in terms of punishment for the mistakes. "Oh I think more of the same don't you, maybe you will enjoy it!" She said sarcastically. I suggested that I was prepared to take the punishment coming to me but just to give myself the benefit of doubt, would.