Make it quick or I’m calling HR’‘Chrissie, you won’t be calling HR at all. If anyone does that, it will be me’ ‘What? You’re full of you...self today Peter, what on earth has got into you?’ She clicked the record button on her digital recorded and peered at me over the top of her spectacles. ‘Do hurry Peter; I have a ten-thirty with the Head of UK Sales. And will you stop calling me Chrissie, no one calls me that’‘No one, except me. Oh and Tom, of course.’Her chin hit her chest. She tapped the. His voice sounded like something entirely different from the loving son and top student that just hours before had been so enthusiastic about his future. "Someday," Carter said in a way that chilled everyone, "I will bring down the Reverend. I will have my revenge. It has become the main purpose of my life. Right now, you are included in that revenge. If you truly want to help rather than suffer the consequences, you must prove it right now, and to hell with your ethics. You ignored them last. You're going to be all right."Cheryl immediately relaxed, then as she felt his hands go between her legs, spread her knees apart for him. She was surprised at her own wetness... knowing that it most assuredly was not the foggy air that saturated the crotch of her panties. She felt him cut the waistband of the g-string, allowing it to fall off and exposing her hidden treasure to him. A thick thumb worked it's way slowly inside her... causing her to emit a low, deep moan... a guttural sound,. “What about a cup of tea first Billy?”He wasn’t a lover of tea, so he said, “I don’t suppose I could have a cold drink?”“Yes of course you can, I’ll make up some juice, I’ve only got orange juice, will that do?”He told her it would.Margaret handed him the juice and had a glass herself. He sat on his toolbox. Margaret sat opposite him in an armchair. He noticed that she was sat forward on the chair and her knees were slightly parted. He tried not to stare. They chatted for a while, she didn’t.