Once I press that button, there is no turning back for me. I moved my trembling hand towards the button and finally pressed it.“Good Evening, Ms Tru...y,” I spurted out nervously.“Good Evening, Sarah. I hope you don’t mind me calling you Sarah,” She said in the sweetest and comforting voice“I don’t mind Ma’am,”“Good, and please call me Trudy. No need to call me Ms and Ma’m, makes me feel old,” and she laughed“Ok, Trudy. Adam told me that you wanted to speak to me. Is there any problem?” I asked. But I was too far away for any other sort of offense.I set my feet, opened my hips and unloaded with all I had. The pain in my arm made my vision go white and I gritted my teeth to keep from screaming. I don’t think it would have mattered. The brick sounded like a sledgehammer hitting a watermelon when it caught the assailant in the side of the head. I ran through the blood on the pavement but I didn’t stop to deliver a fresh kick. Ryan had taken a vicious shot to his arm and two more glancing. She had the day off the next day and went to the grocery store, and was looking for an item on the shelf when someone came up behind her and said, “Hello there Sylvia!”She turned around and saw it was James, smiling widely at her, “Well, hello there!” she responded. “How are you?”They chatted for a few minutes and she noticed him checking her out, admiring her tight jeans and heels, and her cleavage poking out of her tight top.“Would you like me to help you home with your groceries?” he asked. A little too much make-up but wonderful red lipstick. Her legs clad in black pantyhose her calfs looking hot due to the black high heels. We carried out our inspection and discussed the proposal her flashing her eyes etc. trying to get as much as she could. I liked her naughty look and enjoyed some cheeky chats.Then looking upstairs the client said strip the flat completely and turn it all to offices and staff toilets. She asked if they could keep a shower. Confused he asked why and she said.