He stopped as he entered the living room and saw his mother sobbing and a stranger sitting across from her."What's going on here?" he asked. "Who the ...ell are you?" Hmm, you're close," Satan said, and chuckled."Mom, who is he? Did he hurt you?" Charlie, I knew him a long time ago. We need to talk so please leave us alone." No, I think the boy should stay."Mary looked up at the devil, her eyes pleading. Her palms were together with her fingertips at her chin. She mouthed the word "please." Tell. She was about out the door when she turned around and came back. She said that Katie was waiting for me in the conference room. I said ok and started to head to the conference room. I was wondering what she wanted. I had all my previous charts in. What could it be? I opened the door to the conference room and Katie was sitting in her chair. I sat down and asked her why she needed to see me. She got up and walked aroung my chair. She said she needed something done for her. I didn't want to do. This gives me plenty of free time to devote to you," she said with a warm smile as her eyes looked slowly around to each of her students. When her eyes looked into Jerry's she paused, giving him a warm smile and he could feel his long cock coming to life.She continued looking at him, wondering why someone who looked like this was in a Shakespeare appreciation class. He looked more like a manly construction worker or a skilled mechanic. Either way, Angel would very much enjoy looking at the man. Her father always told her it was bad luck to travel on Christmas Eve.In a more perfect world, she would've taken a flight out of Chicago yesterday, and by this time would be on her way to the Bahamas. Instead, she'd been sitting here in O'Hare Airport, spending the day before Christmas watching the snow pile up on the runways for the last four hours. There was no way she was ever going to make her connecting flight in New York. Peter Sullivan, a fellow Associate in her office, had invited her.