I do not want to waste my time."Frank was on the spot, now he remembered Nancy, she was the bossy typeand like to get her way. He thought to himself, ...hy did I just say Iwould do this for Susan if I was going to try and make it fail. He said,"fine, I am all in. Susan said, 'do your best'." Frank did not think hehad to worry, he was a man and did not believe that Nancy could hide themaleness of his face.Nancy said, "It will take a few minutes for the wax to heat up, so Frankyou can have another. At times we struggled, removing large roots, which we piled up to dry to be used for fuel for the fire.Once the digging was completed, all of us got into the truck and drove to the outcrop of boulders. This was the first time that either of the women had driven in the truck, and they were so excited, even though we were crawling along in second gear Jane was amazed at the speed we were travelling. Once we got to the spot where the boulders were, we pitched in and loaded the back of the truck. "You want it that badly, baby?" a hint of sarcasm in his voice. "Does my little fucktoy need to cum now?" Yessss! Pleeeasssee Daddy?!"He stepped back a pace and pulled his arm back, ready with the belt for one last strike."Very well, good girl, you may cum now."He swung the belt in an upwards movement, swiftly. The noise of the leather making contact with her wet pussy reverberated around the room, he had struck it perfectly, landing it across her clit and dripping lips.She screamed. Loudly.. Jonathan himself was a well-set-up guy, aged about thirty at a guess, and he and I hit it off immediately, so I got the job, which did not pay a huge salary, some $600 per week, which was sure better than nothing. But Jonathan Smithers to give him his full name, also said that I could use the gym facilities myself in my spare time, which was a huge plus, as I absolutely needed a gym in which to work-out, which I could now do for free. Jonathan expected me to work a five-day-forty-hour week..