I don't want to talk about this with you."Finally, she dropped it and replied stoutly, "Fine... Your dinner is in the oven. I kept it warm for you."Wo..., I felt like a heel. Here is my mom still thinking of me, and I'm acting like a shithead. But I was so ashamed of myself, I just couldn't tell her and just said, "Thanks, Mom."Mom went back to work on the PC as I sat quietly watching her while eating my steak and mashed potatoes she had fixed. It was then that it struck me. I could use the. "You do?" Yep," he said, nodding in confidence. "I think I do." Jake," she asked carefully, "do you even know any accountants? I mean certified ones with cards and everything?" Yes I do," he said. "I know one." One? Jake, this isn't like picking someone to cut your grass while you're away. An accountant needs to have references and we need to check out his background." We're getting the cart ahead of the horse here, sis," he said. "I don't even know if she's really an accountant or not. I don't. I’m addicted to that tight pussy of yours, cunt.” He said starting to fuck me harder. I cried out as I was raised high on his shaft by his hands, tightly grasping my waist. “You like that bitch?”“YEEEESSSSSSSSS…..OH FUCK…YES SIR!” I yelled.“THAN SAY SO CUNT!” He yelled pounding me, murdering my pussy with his thick, hard rod. I screamed when he forced me down on him so hard he hit my cervix feeling myself cum all over his prick. “OOHHHHHHH…..MR. LAMAR…….OHHHHHH MY GOD……..I JUST CAME SO FUCKING. It wasn't till halfway through December though that things started to change for me. Or rather, get interesting. I had switched from doing daily Front Desk work to doing our Nightly Audit. It involved 3 hours of work and 5 hours of free time. It was, in my opinion, the easiest job I had ever had. During the nights you sort of gain a rep with a lot of the regulars. The railway workers were a hoot to talk to as they all seemed to be comedic geniuses, no matter what mood I was in they could make.