I worried, for good reason. What if the son or the old man came to help with milking? I had no idea how they would react to my constant big erection. ...illy was going to have to help me, I hoped. I didn’t think I could really, exactly, explain why I was in my current state; it all seemed ridiculous and what if the owner had his scoop shovel with him. That might really hurt with no clothes to buffer the whack. He could aim for my bare butt, maybe my penis, my balls! What if he really lost it went. Hell, it's almost lunch time. If I were you, I would've just called in sick. Now, however, you're going to have to answer to me. So, why are you late?" I forgot to set my alarm and then the traffic..." started the blonde."Forgetting to set your alarm isn't very professional. You know, I would be willing to let this one slide if it was your first or even your second time, but you've been late a lot. Perhaps, my dear, you should stop partying so much after work and get focus more on your job as. "One always always speaks to be heard by somebody. Right? Look, the party starts tonight at eight. Why don't you come over to dinner with Vivian and me? You don't want to eat alone, do you?"She couldn't believe what she was hearing at first. Did he really expect her to sit at the same table with his wife and eat and be aware of her and the food she had cooked and try to carry on a conversation after what had happened between her and Peter? She thought that he must surely be joking. "You're. I told him this was a good sign.They left and I had to ask Karen how she manages to do that.“It started out Sara felt like her husband was cheating on her the day he went playing golf. I told her I was there and no way would I allow any thing like that to happen with me around at Mitch’s house. Besides I don’t worry about my husband cheating especially when he hangs out with Mitch.” Kara said.Again picking on my twin brother but it was a nice touch.Sara wanted to know how I did that. I told her.