“Now, please, forgive me for not having a cat to pet, a swivel chair to loom in, a. But I am the man you have been looking for. My name is Simon Woo...s and I am the one behind it all.”Dey looked at his face. Then she cocked her head. “Who the fuck are you?”This time, it took him a few seconds longer to get his face under control. And Dey was becoming dreadfully certain that something inside him had snapped. Or, rather, it had been twisted into a knife. She could see the urge to not just hurt. “Actually, it’s pretty hot!” Ken was speechless. But he wasn’t prepared for what was to come. Melissa started to empty her cash register and put the money in a little envelope, then lock the cabinet behind the counter. She then opened the little door separating the employees from the public.“I could use some help closing up...if you have time...” she said as she grabbed the money envelope and slowly walked to a back room, looking over her shoulder as Ken followed her to a back supply room.Once. Now it was out of her system and she wanted some of her old life back.There were times when she would go out with her friends. It was other teachers or her old neighborhood friends. She might have to much to drink and when she would come home she would be horny and want sex.I would never deny her because I was happy to oblige. During these times she would often be her old self and the sex was good. She would even let me go down on her which we didn't do very often. I remember telling her she. We’re not going to be able to finish this conversation until you fuck me. I am seriously soaking over here,’ Sarah said. She didn’t sound horny, the tone was more businesslike. As if the fact that I was going to have to fuck her was an inescapable- if unwanted- necessity. I shook my head. Despite the fact that Sarah was attractive, I didn’t think I had it in me. The night had just been too strange, and I was too exhausted. Also, the moral dilemma of fucking Maddy, her mother, and now.