Jacob is just staring at me, biting his lip. His hand getting higher and higher up my thigh. Shorts like these give easy access. Very easy. The whole ...oint of wearing them. I’m so close to jumping him. My thighs open slowly. Waiting. My right hand crosses the centre console, past the gear stick and hand break. Straight for his crotch. Jacob holds his breath, I’ve never been that daring before. I turn to face him. Get close. I nibble on his ear, sigh and mutter ‘Right here or in the back. A few days later I got a text from an unknown number. The message was Hi, where are you now. I immediately called back and it was Ranjitha. I told her I was at work and will be free at 4. She wanted to meet me for a cup of coffee. I was very sceptical with the call and being a high society lady I would be in trouble for taking things the wrong way. Somehow I managed to leave early and met her at a popular coffee joint. I was not excited, the way she was in meeting me. We sat down and ordered. Alice wanted to wait at the house while I drove back down to pick them up, but I told her I knew my folks, and that I was absolutely certain they would be expecting to meet her -- immediately -- at the airport. We agreed that it was weird, and that there was no accounting for parents, but she finally agreed to go.Alice was all tensed up. All the way out the Expressway, she asked me questions about my folks. "Do I call them by their first names, or what? Should I call your dad "Mr. Taylor?". The surprise dousing stopped her screams, just long enough for him to speak to her."Listen to me, girl. I am here to help you. Quiet down now, and listen to me." The girl sobbed and started to cry again, but otherwise remained quiet. Her slave training instantly taking hold at the voice of a Master."That's a good girl. Now listen closely. We are going to leave here. Your Master sent these animals here to kill you. He has already arranged for your replacement, and no longer requires you," the.