In her own way she had me hooked, although I don’t think she realized it but as I got to know her tastes, I would suggest going to clubs, movies etc... that I knew she liked as well. The weird shifts I worked as a waitress made it awkward to find the time to go shopping, but when we did on occasion I started taking her by the arm, not that meant anything to strangers, as far as they were concerned we could have been just mother and daughter out together. I had Wednesday afternoon and all day. I was uncertain though when Bob asked me to come to his office the next day.He looked up when I entered his office."Ah, John. Take a seat, will you?" He placed the papers he was reading in a neat pile on his desk. Without preamble he went on. "Aubrey has been to see me, asking for your dismissal. According to him you let slip privileged information about his whereabouts to an unauthorised person." I almost laughed. This was Aubrey at his most pompous."No, Bob. Aubrey accused me of telling his. I caught the eye of one tall redhead with big tits. I knew that if she unleashed those twin balloons from beneath her jersey that I’d better watch out or I’d have bruises on my face. I made a mental note to include hand signals in my safety regimen because if I were smothered by those breasts I would not be able to voice it. She caught my eye and we connected. As she rounded a turn I read the name on the back of her shirt — …busther. What? A typo on the jersey.. It was a thrill she would dearly love to repeat!Penis bouncing, she ran back to her little home. It wasn’t bashfulness that made her seek the shelter of her room. No, it was just plain common sense. While the money would help out a lot, Mona knew what her real valuables were! She didn’t want to risk losing anything that had become invisible with her. The somewhat musky underpants in her hand were worth more than all the gold in Fort Knox!It was the work of a moment to stash her ill gotten gains.