"Do you know why Tracy was crying so much when she left my office?" Heasked me."I supp... I suppose because you f, f, fired her, Mr. Anderson." Icould...hardly speak, I sensed he was toying with me and all my terrorwas now back."That's cute Alex, you have a little stutter there when you're nervous.No Alex, I didn't fire her, she quit, and because she quit she won'tget any severance package or any unemployment benefits. Stupid girl,and I was going to promote her too. Oh, don't look so surprised.. After breakfast and a few cartoons, the eight year old boy returned to the back yard. His heart skipped a beat when he saw a paper airplane, stuck nose-first in the bushes by the fence. His heart fell when he saw that it was the same one he had thrown an hour before. So, she had rejected his request to talk things over.But wait! Was that purple ink peeking out from under a fold? He had written his note in green. Quickly unfolding the paper, he read his own note:Dear Paula, I hate being broke. "Damn, Victoria, I'm not normally a tit girl, but yours are fucking amazing." I said, feeling my body start to tingle as I imagined my lips on her nipples, lapping at them, sucking on them, nibbling them. The wetness inside me grew. She giggled, opening her eyes and looking at me. Her gaze travelled the length of my naked body, her tongue brushing over her lips as she reached up to play with those hard nipples, making me shiver with anticipation. My own nipples began to respond as I watched her. I was happily thinking about the fabulous session I'd just had with the shapely Amanda and the fit young Liam. I wondered if Amanda really would be able to keep her hands off him, I knew I wouldn't, but then, I am a cock hungry, pussy loving slut, and I'm not ashamed to admit it either. I got back to the cottage and stowed the groceries in the cupboards and fridge. My thoughts then turned to my lovely Lena, there was no way that she was going to find out about today's little adventure, it would.