And like true pretenders, they hate the real thing. I think she’s jealous of my abilities and my success… What should I do? The only thing I can d.... Warn people about her. There are many folks on the college campus who think she’s the nicest person in the world. Yet underneath it all she has shown herself to be abusive. Mean-spirited. Cruel. All the traits of a sociopath. I guess the scorpion has come out from behind the dove. Like all women, she is designed to betray. And that’s what she will. She looked nervous, unsure of what she should do but her eyes were brimming with desire. "Be a good girl and sit in that chair, over there" I commanded, she sunk into the chair that was positioned at the very end of the bed. "Yes, miss" she looked solely at me but desperate to see his hard thick cock. "I discussed the rules earlier, they apply and don't break them, do you understand" I asked my tone sharp and she nodded enthusiastically. "Good girl" I whispered, moaning as he cupped my breast.. "Pardon me, ma'am, but I have a job to do."Noticing him look her over, she began to tremble in rage. "Ihave a job to do, and you're keeping me from it," she spat out."Now you can either find something else to do, quietly, or you canfind a new job."His face slid from amusement to a hardness. Bitch, he thought,fucking bitch. Telling him his job, threatening him, thinking shewas better than he was...."You can't fire me," he said, his voice dangerous."Try me." With that, she turned on her heel and. Marisa’sphone went off. “Who is that?” he asked.Marisa checked her cell. “Text from Lola. I sent her onewhen we got here saying I was sorry about her and Flexand missed her.” Marisa read a little more. “She missesus too and wishes she could have met Jack. Umm.. Don’tfeel bad about her and Flex. Umm.. She still loves thebig asshole, but he couldn’t stay faithful.”“She knew that,” said John. “She was the other.