”The phone stopped ringing.Laura moaned again, the sound changing into a whine partway through. “I’ll enjoy it so much! Touch me more!”I fucke... up. Alaina pressed her hands to her face. I fucked up worse than anything I’ve ever done. She squeezed her eyes shut. I’m so sorry, Laura. I tried to tell you. I’m not that amazing. Not when it matters. What can I do? How can I stop him?The phone began to ring again.“Strip for me. Be sexy about it.”“She’s barely fucking wearing anything already,” Alaina. Can you give me his please, I need to get out of here and get some air.” Vanessa took the card from his hand, and ignored the growing bulge in his pants. Before opening the envelope, Vanessa realized her mistake and smacked her palm to her forehead. “I forgot a gift! Gary, how could I forget the pre-ceremony gift? It was my stupid idea!” Biting his bottom lip, Gary responded. “Give him a picture of yourself… the way you look right now, and attach a scribbled note that says ‘Looking forward to. Now Fred was an experienced salesman, but I was under the spell of Miss Andrews, so I had to let him go, thanking him for his fifteen years service.That night she invited me to her apartment. I thought she was going to reward me by letting me make love to her. "Bring a bottle of the most expensive cognac you can find and bring it to me at exactly 8 pm. Do not be late or early."I told myself I would not go; to do so would mean I was giving her complete control. I was the boss and she had to. " Wendy muttered toherself, already thinking about getting hold of the medallion.Reluctantly though, she remembered that she still had to do Eric'shomework. "Wait" she suddenly realized, "it's Friday. Eric can finish itthis weekend himself" With that decided, Wendy left the kitchen,vaguely feeling guilty because she always made Eric do his homework onFriday while it was still fresh. Looking again at the spotlessly cleanfloor, she realized that Eric had been able to do her job pretty well.The.