From here on in, I will mete out swift and severe punishment to you if you don't do as I say. You will not talk back and you will not argue with whate...er I tell you!”Kaylee's ass was beet red, but I didn't stop. I smacked her several more times before I finally stopped. I decided that she had had enough, for now, and turned to Chantelle and lifted her by her hair and put my face close to hers.“Do you understand, or am I going to have to beat your ass as well?”“Yes I understand!” she. Suddenly the manager flooded my mouth and said not to spoil the floor and should drink it up. I never did that but took a breath and gulped it down.It was disgusting but I didn’t say anything. He said something to a foreigner and he got up, got rid of his pants and sat back. The manager asked me to suck him off now. I crawled towards him and gulped his dick down, started to suck him as hard as possible.He was enjoying that and was groaning in between discussion. Within a few minutes, he was off. ”“Please, allow me to walk you to your car. I’d feel better knowing you’re safe.”“Thank you, that’s very sweet of you.”He walked me to my car and then waited for me to get in and lock the door before he took his leave. As I sat there, it dawned on me that he wasn’t wearing a wedding ring. I mean, that doesn’t mean anything as many men choose not to wear rings nowadays.I became engrossed in my writing. Nearly every evening I’d sit and write until I had a four-thousand-word short story, that. "Tell me what happened." Well, you know that Valerie and Jason called for a voluntary, informal group meeting among the students in the graduate psychology department. It was well attended. Guess what? Victor didn't show up. He knew full well what the meeting was about, that lily-livered sack of shit." Lily-livered sack of shit," I laughed. "That's a good one. And rather appropriate." His not showing up stated our case better than anything we could have said. I did most of the speaking. I told.