"Jeff," she said, "I won't beat around the bush. I've left you. I've taken my things and I've gone."Panic struck Jeffrey and he bounded off the bed an... ran quickly to Jennifer's walk-in closet. It was empty."Our marriage was a mistake," she continued, as he stood in the doorway to her closet. "I feel that I've given you every opportunity, but you've been a big disappointment to me. I may have loved you once, but I can no longer say that."Jeff looked at the screen as he moved back to the bed in. ”“It’s true,” I said. “I didn’t mean to be disrespectful. I’ve never known my cross country coach as anything but Jock.”“You run for Jock Anderson? Wait. Are you the guy who led Mad Anthony to the state 10k championship?” I nodded. “Well done. No wonder you were out here running this morning. How many miles did you put in?”“Roughly ten,” I said. “My schedule has been a little tight this winter and I haven’t gotten many long runs in. Jock says he wants me training at ten miles so I have a better. Our usage was expected to be less than that of the vacant building. If it got a tenant the difference would be even more dramatic.Muriel and I were about to be immersed in the hunt to find personnel. We would need a minimum of five people each, and three more to man the store. We each would need a PA, and one other to go along on our trips to the plants. Add in the technician and we would have four people on every trip. We each needed three people to man our offices while we were out on the. She sank down onto the floor and she pulled her dress up over her hips exposing her thighs and her soaked panties, she then shoved her hand in her panties, desperately fucking her wet cunt with two fingers. She groaned, trying to be quite, her feet spread, leaning against the sink. She closed her eyes, enjoying the sensations. A sharp knock at the door ripped her attention back to reality. She dropped her dress down, and quickly washed her hand. Cracking the door, she peeked up and down the.