The secretary called me in and showed me to the head HR lady’s office. She looked to be in mid to late 50s and didn’t even stand up to shake my ha...d… “Mr. Sam” she said pulling her glasses down slightly over the bridge of her nose “I regret to inform you that the position you applied for has been filled, we… tried contacting you by phone and via email, but none of them seemed to work … cause here you are” “I…”, “I’ll tell you what” she moved the papers that were in the middle of the desk to the. I was shaking with nerves waiting for him to turn up and my cock was so hard with excitement, I just wanted to unload my cum but I had been told not to. There was half and hour left before my Master was going to get to me so I ran into my sisters room to find some sexy underwear and then I went into her bathroom to have a shower and get all cleaned up for my Master before drying myself off and getting dressed into the underwear.They wear red silk which I loved wearing, they felt so good on my. This isn’t right.’ Before she lost her nerve, Gia slid to the side, stood up, and began to walk away. She knew if she didn’t get away from him quickly she wouldn’t be able to stop something that should never have begun. Scott stood and followed her. ‘Wait, don’t go.’ She began walking faster, so he grabbed her hand from behind and turned her around to face him. ‘What do you want from me?’ she sounded frustrated, confused. ‘I want… …you.’ He wanted to tell her that he’d wanted her for as long. . Unless..." Unless what, Dewey?" There's maybe one thing you could do. It's a real long shot, but it's your only shot. Believe me, I'm not recommending it. You'd be way better off, just accepting that you haven't got enough talent. Hey, you got the degree, right? You could maybe coach high school ball, something like that." Spit it out, Dewey, goddamn it!" Well. You got that strong arm, Freddie... You could maybe turn yourself into a pitcher." A pitcher?... I was never a pitcher, Dewey. Not.