We bake different flavors than you, so yours will just fill another niche for us. People have different tastes. In the bigger cities, those who like y...ur bread will willingly pay a little extra for it. The chains don't care, not as long as we buy back any unsold overstock."I left Gene at around three, taking my own, private, tour of the plant. As with the plants I was familiar with from our own companies, there was a lot to be learned by walking around and speaking with the employees that did. ." I replied."No ...I just thought ...never mind ...see ya later." she said.I was so busy ...deep in thought ...not even aware Frank was standing in front of my desk ...when I looked up ...a big smile on his face. It was almost two hours later."So ...this is where they hide you away ..." he said with a smile, greeting me with the hand. I felt about thirty pairs of eyes staring from around the open plan area."Oh ...Frank ...how good to see you ..." as I shook his hand, feeling the blood rushing. This changed everything. He had to become human again. He had to bethere for her again. One hour after dryer time, and he can embrace herwith arms again.......If only the washing machine hadn't gotten him stuck under the agitator.???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????Epilogue:Glen smiled as his fiance walked in the front door. She sniffed the air,then looked over to the kitchen and smiled at him."What are you making? That smells delicious." She said setting her. Oh, yes… he was David, the guy I had fucked just a week ago…The guy looked at me with some relief in his eyes.Victor had knocked him down hard before retraining him.My husband’s deep voice took me back from my own thoughts… "I want you to suck his dick" Victor said, almost as a command.“Oh yes, babe… I know who this bastard David is…” He added.I had been pretty much discreet every time I fucked David; so, I could not imagine how my beloved cuckold hubby knew about it…"On your knees, slut".