.. hate... me! Oh god, please let me go. Just fire me and I'll go away forever."She tightened her grip on my shoulder and sighed deeply. "You need to ...alm down. I didn't bring you up here to fire you. I am here to discuss the nature of your job." She opened her nightstand and pulled out some paperwork. "Mr. M and I talked about the best way to handle this indiscretion, and we are prepared to... make you a new job offer."I nearly blacked out from the shock.Mrs. M handed me the papers. "This is a. She then went down on her knees and unizzed his fly and as she was giving him oral sex she let him fuck her throat. She said that he was rough with her and that he had thenkissed her all over which felt amazing, animal-likeand that he had wanted her badly. She needed him to fuck her as he had been making her so horny at work and that they’re texts had really turned her on. She told me she sat on the edge of the sofa and let him give her oral sex till she came and then he bent her over the sofa. Both women were experiencing the flow of time, just as I was, but an observer wouldn’t know it. Neither could move, and the daughter wasn’t saying anything yet.Which changed when I started working on the fly to her jeans.“Hey!” She exclaimed immediately. Her body ‘jumped’ a fractional inch, which was all my programming was going to give her. “Wha?”“Shhhh.” I said softly, while I peeled her pants down. It was rather difficult to slide them over her hips in that position, but I managed. “What’s. Who beat these cock-suckers, three games in a row, anyway?"Well, baseball is a wonderful game, because, man, we keep real good records. Hell, I could probably find out how many left-handed redheaded bastard-sons of twice-married mothers pitched against the Cardinals during the year 1974."And Google -- That Google is fucking amazing! Baseball, Google -- two wonderful things! Made for each other."So I looked it up on Google, and, I'll be damned! It was Cincinnati, beat St. Louis this year -- it.