And I knew if I continued our dialog, my brain would be wrecked. What has gotten into her? I thought. I honestly didn't care what the answer was, thou...h, as I shoved that image to the back of my mind and cast every bit of mental energy into doing as much work as possible. I wanted to make the day go by at warp speed, nourish myself on whatever fast food was available on the drive home, pour a big glass of bourbon, plant myself in bed with my laptop, and get ready for "The Show."The commute back. I subtly put my hand on Lauren's upper leg at that point and slowly rubbed. I made sure to graze her crotch each time I went up, and Lauren wriggled a few times, letting me know my actions were having the right effect on her.Leah glanced down at one point, and then caught my eye, smiling. I smiled back. Lauren didn't even notice as she watched the blonde woman on screen get fucked from behind while burying her head between the other woman's legs.After a few minutes of this, Lauren looked down. I texted back, She knows I’ve seen her. He said I’ll let you know Boss. I said, Watch her and keep her physically safe but anything else is on her.JanetShit. Shit. Shit. Ok, Janet, how do you get yourself out of this one I thought as Jacques and I got onto the limo. I didn’t realize that the show would be televised let alone that Jake might be watching it. This is not good. We rode toward the hotel when Jacques slipped my shoe off again and began massaging my foot and toes. Damn that felt good.. ’ Her father chocked up on the last word, as he stood back up and covered his face with his hands. Little 8 year old Kate wiped the tears off her face and made a decision to make her papa happy again, somehow. She missed his smiles, like before her momma became sick and went away. As they prepared to leave, Kate noticed another little girl, about her own age standing by another box being lowered into a hole in the ground. She was crying, her grubby little fingers gripping the rough fabric of.