"Wow! You must have done well; I'll bet your wife loves this place."I glanced at Ivan who hid a smile. I figured I could play this game for a while. "...he might, if I had one." No wife?" I shook my head. "Ex wife? Girlfriend?" I kept shaking. "You can't live here alone!" I don't. I have a whole staff. Ivan, Yann, the Twins. A few others." Just you and your staff? Don't you get, you know, lonely?" Why? Are you volunteering?" I grinned."Well actually," he blushed, which was lovely. "I was thinking. I should never be thinking anything like that, but strangely I kept thinking about it. Holly came back down in a red shirt and jeans. It was bad of me to straight away look at her cleavage even though the shirt pretty much covered it up. She sat down on the other couch to me and did the same as me by going on her phone and not paying attention to what was on the TV. The rest of the day was pretty boring and slow with not much being done. We had small conversations in-between but really not much. She looked satisfied. As she got in the passenger seat, I recoiled. The moment the door closed, my entire car - just like Rhonda - reeked of cum.It wasn’t unpleasant, although I was hardly about to race out and buy a cum-scented deodorizer. I turned on the music and started the car, pondering on how I felt about it. It wasn’t as though I liked the smell, it just felt ... right.Rhonda was doing exactly what she was born to do. My plan was working - I was giving her a purpose in life, a purpose. Amazingly enough she was frequently online for some time, and later on, offline on “Skype”, but not answering my messages.The day before Christmas, almost everything was cleared up about her state; that poor woman had had a nervous breakdown, caused by her financial situation, but apparently her parents had tried to solve some of her problems, and her brother would join her to the Danish Embassy in Kiev, to apply for a VISA.It seemed like it would be possible to get a VISA within only 2 days,.