There would be no going-away party for Ron Dixon.Terry Timple, the reluctant Human Resources Manager, was frightened this would be a black mark on his...record, but Henry told him to "suck it up and do the paperwork because Ron Dixon was fired, no matter what." Timple naturally complied.The greater problem was Brent Gordon. What could be done to salvage the situation? Henry had given the problem his almost exclusive attention since the noon meeting on Thursday and he was no clearer on. So, Frank had no opportunity to open the enticing books he had acquired. He quickly hid them under his bed, with the expectation of examining them as soon as he could get back up to the room he and Ernest shared. But that was not to be. During the meal, his brother mentioned the math homework they had been assigned that day, and their mother insisted they begin it as soon as they finished eating. ‘I’ll clear off the table and give you two plenty of space to spread out your papers. I’ll expect. I was so turned on by his rough & cheap words that i did not have enough strength to hold myself up. He picked me up in his arms like i was a feather weight. One hand ws under my shoulder & the fingers played with my nipple. The other was under my thighs. I could feel the coarse hair of his hand against the soft flesh of my skin. I was finding his roughness & dominating attitude very sexy. I wriggled my butt in his arms & heard him curse. Quickly he went into the drawing room & put me down on. I wondered if it was her husband calling. I wondered what excuse she would give to him, or where she would tell him she was. Out of curiosity I pressed my ear against the wall in attempt to hear what she said."Hello? Oh, I Stacy. Can I call you back? I'm in the middle of something... Sure, I can give you the homework assignment later."A sudden feeling of sickness washed over me. I froze. I recognized that voice. Not only the voice, but the inflections she used when she was speaking. I heard it.