She slaps him across his face.'This if for fucking me on the second date. Have you not heard of the “third date rule," boy?'She slaps him across the...other cheek.'This is for handcuffing me.'He hasn’t waken up from the shock yet to react in any way, shape or form.'And this is for not letting me cum. And now, let’s just finally finish what we have started here, shall we?'She works him up with a nice rhythmical handjob to a point where his breathing becomes ragged. Then she wets the head with her. I think we're going to be good for each other."After lunch, outside the cafe, she turned to him and said, "I'm probably gonna be all afternoon shopping. You know how it is with women and clothes. If you're heading back to the house, would you mind doing a walk-around and making up a list of things we need? I'm sure there must be lots of stuff, but if we made a list, maybe we could do it all in one trip." Sure. I've already started a list and come up with a few suggestions, so I'll just keep it. She decided to beg. ?I’m sorry, sir. I didn’t realize the job involved so much! Mr. Grant, I’m desperate. I have a teenage daughter. I’m divorced and my ex is a real bastard that I’m hiding out from. I have no money and I’m really screwed if this job doesn’t work out. Can I please have another chance? Maybe you have something else I can do?? He eyed her speculatively from her pretty little head to her carefully buffed and polished toenails, lingering insolently on her ample. We alwayshad a party celebrating the New Year, and we always had a lot of fun withwhoever came. Most years, like this one, it was usually just Emily's familywho came. Other years we'd had extended family and even some of Dad'sclients here. But no matter who showed up we always made sure they had agood time.Around 8:00 my band, Sophie, and Holly arrived. I had invited them to joinus when I found out they didn't have any plans, and I was happy that theyhad accepted. They fit right in immediately,.