And if I am wrong, I sure as hell don’t want to jeopardize what I’ve got.” Sammy sipped his glass of beer, “so what makes you think she’s ha...ing an affair. I know you, you’re not paranoid, something put the thought in your head.” “It’s just the way she’s been acting lately. If it’s not an affair, then something else is bothering her for sure. Hopefully, if I can get those cameras, I’ll find out it’s not an affair, but something else. Something is wrong, Sammy, and I’ve got to find out what it. "It appears, Mavis," Willie began slowly, "that there is a shortage in store funds. It appears, Mavis, you have been--shall I say tapping the till? I hate to say it, sweetie, but that's what it looks like!" That's impossible," Mavis gasped, tense as a rubber band. "Whoever says I stole from the store is a damned liar!" she spat out. That was one thing of which she had never been accused in her life."Maybe, maybe not, Mavis," Willie shook his head, unkempt red hair bobbing, blue eyes icy as he. I had instructions for the two who would be doing the writing."Are both of you here to volunteer for this new unit?" I asked them first."Yes, Krup!" they both answered enthusiastically."Good! Then I have an assignment for both of you, and it is a very important one. We need to get the names, ranks and units for all of these men so we can recall them when we are ready to start operations," I told them before explaining how I wanted them to do that. I had lined a number of sheets of paper. When she was finished her hands were shaking so much from the pain and pleasure, she was having trouble texting me but she wanted me to know that her orgasm was exquisite. Back to the room . . .It's around 7:20 now and I want to get to work on my slut.I reach for her other breast and nipple and she obediently lets me do as I wish - she willingly accepts the pain of my hands and enjoys it.It's time for her to suck on my cock and I have her kneel before me and take me into her mouth, she is.