”Molly laughed and nodded. “One thing, I really don’t want to watch if that’s alright.”Craig again looked over to his wife, “Sure, I guess...I can take Jenny upstairs or something.”Molly went to her husband kissing him on the cheek. “You take Jenny upstairs to get your blowjob and stuff.” She put emphasis on 'stuff'. “Don’t worry about us. I will find a way to keep Chris entertained while Jenny is taking care of her husband’s debt.”Jenny looked over to Molly grinning, “You know, I think he owes. She couldn't concentrate on her work, the screen was blurry and it was beginning to give her a headache.She leaned her face into her palms and concentrated on her breathing, relaxing her body until the sharp ache passed. Damn, she should have taken a pain killer, it would have been kicking in by now, she would have been feeling comfortably numb. She cursed her stupidity, her mind did tend to get a little fuzzy at this time of the month. The pain glanced through her uterus again, a clenching,. The donut shop and bakery began to take on custom orders. Everything from the local tourist B&B's continental breakfast orders, to fancy wedding cakes, our guys did it all. After three more months of heavy promotions, the bakery was a very profitable business. The previous owners had put together a consortium of family friends and wanted to buy me out. Their offer was based on what I had in it and what I had spent with very little extra for my work in promoting the shop. I was forced to. “No – fuck no – don’t do that shit. Fuck – taking a picture for his daddy. His daddy wants a fucking update. Sending him a pic.” Now I’m feeling my jaw. One of the guys puts his arm up under mine, thinking I might keel. And, I mighta – if he hadn’t done that. k** got in some punches – plus it was hot. Hot as fuck.“Jesus – you know – fuck – I don’t perv on you guys. You fucking know that. Jesus.”“That’s right,” Arnie says. “Boss don’t perv on us. That’s his way.”“Yeah,” Reggie says. “Boss likes.