The half-naked Fiona opened her arms and gestured around her. "Can you see him?" Jenny's eyes narrowed for a moment, as Fiona opened the wardrobe door... "He's not in there, and he's not..." She trailed off as Jenny stormed passed her."An hour, I was out for. An hour. And in that time you have to sneak another guy back into our room. You've got issues Fiona."Fiona snorted and reached for her jeans. "Fuck off! I haven't got issues. Just because I've taken my genitals out of their plastic wrapping. Dont know why I said that. Ok, subconsciously, I know why I said it. Why?Cause I am not that insecure, shy adolescent, with long hair and Type 0 Negative t-shirt. In years, I learned a thing or two about women, on my own mistakes, obviously. People dont change, she didnt become a biggest extrovert over the night, going around, pressing her boobs on a guys arms, a guy she havent seen for decade and a half. She was a bored housewife, that after many years, felt a teardrop of freedom, of the life. This day was going to be even better than yesterday. Coming to his office at the beginning of the lunch period would mean that everyone else in the office would be in the cafeteria. She assumed that she would just walk in, which was fine by her. ***** The morning was a blur for Scott. He had tried to focus on the paperwork that Samantha had for him that day, but every time his brain tried to focus on the matter at hand, it had kept drifting back to Ruth-Ann, her comments that morning, and the. Once he was finished, Waldo told me to stay exactly where I was before issuing an instruction for Hans and Dirk to get dressed and get back to work. Draped over the straw bale, I was very happy to have been the sacrificial offering for their enlightenment.After Hans and Dirk left, Waldo speared his knob into me and place me in a headlock.With his mouth next to my ear, he then said, “Listen up, pussy-boy, from here on you and I will be visiting the barn every night,” and then after a short.