When I came home from work late evening, the first thing after stripping my sandals was to fill the tub with warm water. A relaxing bath would be just...the right thing.Since I was at home alone, there was no need to close the bathroom door. Instead, some of the night air would be perfect right now.I sank through the foam into the warm water and closed my eyes, trying to forget all the heavy troubles of a long working day. While I was lying there, all of a sudden, a cold feeling came over me. I. ?How soon can you get started?? Jack asked. ?Today! I’ll get on the phone right away and find a replacement for Lunch Special Number Two and then start calling our list of A or B grades to see whose left alive and might want to volunteer. I can get some in here this afternoon and take them out to the farm right away and that way some of them are there to start the work that will need to be done. The beauty of it is that the meatgirls can do the work on where they’ll be housed while we. He waited for a long moment to see if shed respond. After a few minutes, her reply winked back: Dying to see u. It had been that way for far too long. Both Tre and Brittany had impossible schedules that made seeing each other difficult especially on a Saturday. Even though theyd spent glorious moments together, the truth is that they never shared enough of those moments and both of them were aching for more. Clearly, the way things were working just wasnt working out. Tre typed back a response. Yes Sir, I deserve it, I was a selfish cunt.Another issue that came up was his fucking other cunts. It became obvious as he did nothing to hide it. When she cleaned his house, she found other woman’s panties, phone numbers, used hygiene products, etc. She didn’t dare raise the issue with him, as she had learned her lesson there. I made her see that she was a slave now and was owed no fidelity. He was free to fuck all the cunts he wanted, and any jealousy she felt was to not to be shown at all..