I've called a cab and it's waiting for you now. It's on the company tab, so don't worry about anything but getting to the airport." Thank you again, M...rjean," Cam smiled, giving the woman a warm hug. "Happy Thanksgiving and a Merry Christmas. I'll call you as soon as my new manuscript is ready to send." Get going, Cam," she laughed. "I'll be here waiting for it."Cam smiled as the cab splashed its way through the slush and sleet toward the airport. He really didn't worry about being on time. In. I have a decorator. I hear he does pretty good work. I may need a day to get Andrea enrolled. But except for that I'm ready. When do you want me to start?"He told me to come in Monday. Then he asked Heather to escort me to personnel to sign my employment papers and get an ID. It's official. I'm no longer self employed. As I was leaving, Mo called after me, "Dinner at my place tonight."I nodded and went off with Heather to sign my name a few dozen more times. She left me with a woman in. Everytime his pushes his cock in, the husband's face slams into his sweaty pubes which are soaked in his wife's pussy juices."You like that bitch? Can you taste your wife's cunt? The cunt this old daddy just impregnated with his baby? The husband tries to talk back but the old bull rams his cock in so deep, making him take it right to the base. Saliva dribbles out of the husbands mouth during this onslaught, deep-throat slime splattering onto the floor below. "Your gonna be my sissy cuckold,. I like dogs, but I don’t particularly enjoy being tackled by a hundred-pound dog. Nor do I relish him wrecking my work by digging holes in my boss’s front yard.Each morning began the same way. My boss would let his dog out of the house. The animal would run around for fifteen minutes or so before turning his attention to us. Then came the truly hard part; getting the dog back inside. It usually took around five minutes before he could lure the animal inside. Then came about five to ten minutes.