“I really appreciate you taking me home,” she said. “I live on Langford Road, just off Richmond road.”“I’m glad to do it but I have to ask...you something,” I began. “With all those guys hanging around you and knowing that you could have your pick, why did you ask me to take you home?”“Can you imagine what my life would be like if I went out with one of those guys?” she asked rhetorically. “I wouldn’t have time to get any work done. Besides, you’re nice to me and have never hit on me. If any. She was only five four and perfectly proportioned, except for those breasts. True melons they were. Her beautiful pussy could not be seen under her thick black bush. She stood there naked and blushing in embarrassment. But she knew my kinkiness, my surprises, and my mood when I got like this. This time it was going to be different. Never before had I let anyone touch her, only look.I invited him over to see her more closely. He was at least six foot four and two hundred pounds. He looked. I let him talk.“The thing is, Mark. My personal assistant has had to leave her position very suddenly, under something of a cloud. Assuming that you can satisfy me as to your ability to fill the position, and that we can agree terms, I’m prepared to offer you the job. It would be a step up for you; more money and a few other perks, and further chances for advancement.”I’m silent for what feels like a very long time. This is ridiculous. Just a few days ago I said to this man’s wife, “You really. The doctor's grim expression told Ron andCorinne everything they needed to know. Something was terriblywrong with Jeffrey.At one, he was barely crawling. He couldn't hold a spoon. Hiseyes seemed to be unfocused and glazed. At eighteen months,Jeffrey could crawl reasonably well, but still couldn't hold a spoon.His eyes wouldn't track anything for more than a second or two.And he wasn't even trying to talk. At two, Jeffrey had finally stood.The tests continued. The money problems continued..