"I rolled my eyes. "OK, sorry. Look, I'm begging you not to make me gooutside like this. What if someone sees me that we know?"She looked confused. "L...ke who? Fran tells me you don't really have anyfriends."I felt stung by the comment but tried to ignore it. "What if people cantell? What would happen then, hey? How the hell could we expla...." Sssh up," she replied, "no one is going to tell as long as you don'tdo anything silly. Blimey, even I forget sometimes that you're a mannow." Please, I. She had nearly wrecked her car on the way to the bank. She was nervous at the idea of carrying a check worth ten million dollars.Claudia said, “One of the Fortune 500 companies came in Tuesday. For you or me, he charges us ten dollars. For one of them, he charges ten million dollars.”“It sucks to be them,” Karen said.“It sure does,” Claudia said with a laugh.Karen asked, “Speaking of things sucking, how’s the divorce going?”“I signed the papers earlier this week. We still have to wait for it. We chatted about the evening before. He made some coffee. He was topless and wearing black trousers, his hair tousled with hangover. He yawned and pulled me close, giving me a roughhousing hug/kiss, which soon escalated. His coffee remained forgotten as he fingered me there in that kitchen, putting his other hand over my mouth so that his flatmates didn’t hear me squeal. He held me close, undid my trousers with expert fingers, kissed my lips and sucked my tongue, and slid first one index finger. I thought I would quickly finish before my father awoke and go off to my neighbors or somewhere, so that he would not find me. But I had no such luck. When I returned, my father was waiting for me. As we were both alone at home, he told me to shut the door and lock it. He then told me to take off all my clothes and continue with the housework. “I want to see your hairy choot and your fat boobs as you work” he said, massaging his thick black cock. I had no choice but to do so. As I was wiping.