The tossled bed, echoes of passion mere hours distant, undid me and I collapsed in a heap on the floor of my room. I sobbed—great, racking sobs—un...il anger pushed its way to the surface. With the anger came the contents of my stomach, fortunately just a glass of wine and some nosh. Finger foods for polite, if strained, conversation. ‘You knew better,’ I scolded myself, lifting my bloodshot eyes to the mirror as I spat into the sink. Every fiber of my being had told me not to go there, that. I leaned over and kissed her forehead hoping not to wake her. I quickly jumped in to the shower and got ready for another day of diving. Need something to work off all the sexual energy I have gotten in the past two days.After my shower I noticed Syn was still asleep, so I just wrote a note for her and left. I figured if she was planning on staying the whole weekend with me I might as well let her sleep. I got to the boat and set up all my equipment and got ready for the dive. Four hours of. “Ladies you're going to hear this every goddamn day, but we are overworked and understaffed, so nobody has time for your whining and crying. You can complain to human resources after your shift is over, and they can remind you of the terms of your contract.” She was bursting through doors like a linebacker. The poor liberated ladies had to jog to keep up; their four pairs of bouncing melons turned quite a few heads from visitors and professionals alike. It's only after tackling a pair of doors. ” He tells me and the weirdest emotion runs through me, pride. “Thank you daddy.” I say with a shaky smile spreading across my face.Tom walks away from me and collects his clothes and start to put them on slowly starting with his boxers. “I might have to come and do this again.” He tells me as he buttons up his shirt, “give me your phone number so I can tell you if I decide to come and punish that little ass again.”“I’d really like that daddy.” I tell him before finding my phone and reading out.