I slipped tongue into her mouth, my hand sliding up her side, nearing her breast.“We should do the interviews,” Pam's mom blurted out. “Yes, yes... You're here for a job. Interviews.”“Yes,” I said, breaking the kiss. Pam shivered, pressing against me. “Let's do that, Ms. Hiragawa.”“Follow me.” Ms. Hiragawa turned, her heels clicking as she hurried through the store.“That was weird,” Lee said. “Your mom is soooo weird.”“No, she's not,” Melody said, glancing at me. “Clint...”I nodded my. I would be gone four days and while four days in Kansas City did not thrill me the money was going to be good. What I would make off of just Toby this year would put me sixty percent ahead of where I was at the same time the previous year.I was so busy planning Toby's network and considering what it meant to me financially that I did not dwell on much else. I still had not landed in Kansas City when back home the phone rang and when Monica answered it was Toby. He told her that if she had any. Oh! Why had she destroyed it all?On the Thursday I got home at about nine o'clock after another late night at my desk. There, on the iron staircase to my front door sat Beth. She stood as I approached. "Hello. You promised me that you would show me round. I thought tonight might be a good time."I didn't answer. I didn't know what to say. I led the way up the stairs and opened the front door. She went in. I showed her around, it didn't take long, with a formal commentary from me. Eventually we. Instead I hunted down a soft-skinned melon, bored a hole in it, and heated it over the fire for a minute or two to get it nice and warm. If I wanted something warm and wet to fuck, I didn't need a sheep. I would just use the melon and think about women and everything would be fine. I told myself all this and more as I pushed the warm melon into a mound of sand and began stroking myself into hardness again. I even let myself think about the ewe briefly, just to get started, then as I pushed.