It didn’t matter. She couldn’t leave. Not yet. It felt like hours before the fire was completely contained. The pavement was black, oily streams o... water ran down the steep grade carrying ash and debris from the hacked away front of the house. Hoses were everywhere, curled in piles or strewn haphazardly across curbs, soft now, spent but still dribbling out their last drops. Spotlights glowed on the quiet efficient movements of men and women who knew the danger was past, at least here, at least. " "I..." she stammered."Don't" warned Victor."It was just the one." she lied. "I've just been so stressed with work and all that stuff with my sister. I figured one wouldn't hurt and maybe it would help the with the stress."As Victor rose from his recliner a beam of light from the window illuminated his features slightly. Erica could tell by the look on his face that he knew she was lying. She also noticed he was holding a plastic bag. The bag rattled as he handed it to her."You just made it. Sliding a hand underneath, I found her getting quite wet, and played with her to encourage that. My free hand slid under her top, and cupped some very nice breasts. While I would need to look more closely, I had the impression of superb implants that stayed soft to the touch. She whispered, first in a calm, logical voice, “Yes, Howard. Do me hard like that for now.” Her voice changed, and she chanted, “Do me! Do me!”Without unneeded preliminaries, judged from the way her hips pressed against my. " Tryingto calm herself, she poured herself a cup of tea."Indeed," agreed Mr. Wilson. "This is hardly what I was expecting whenI awoke this morning. Suffice it to say that your good news more thancompensates for the bad."Ms. Rockwell nodded and smiled. "Also, while I apologize for theabruptness of this news and the short time frame in which you'll needto vacate the staff quarters, the estate will pay for your movingexpenses, and I'll personally make all of the arrangements for you withthe.