"Brit get off your high horse or I'll do the whole thing myself," I said even though I knew I could never do that. I would just reload it and go find ...omas."If you decide to fire me, good fucking luck." he said with a strong laugh." Alright, lets get to it," I suggested. The Brit set me the task of taking the axles out of the two wheels. Of course I didn't know how he wanted it done, so he took over half way through.I did get to bolt the metal angles to the bed of the trailer, while The Brit. . I naturally a submissive said yes sir.. he then told me to remove my clothing I struggled because of the chin on my leg he told me he'd remove it if I promised to behave I nodded in compliance then Finnished removing my clothing .. he then told me to kneel before him like the slut I was l listened but I felt a growing hunger in my pussy was this making me wet, but he kidnapped me , my mind was racing but not wanting to anger him I just looked up at him waiting for my next command he then. “Uh... , I just walked in the door. I haven’t had a chance to put it away.”“And you’re telling me your gun is secured every second of every day?”Em sat up straighter, returning Francine’s glare. “This is what I do. I’m required to carry a gun. I’m trained, familiar and cautious with firearms.” She took a breath, considering another way to explain herself. “If I was a contractor I’d have wrenches and hammers. If I were a doctor, I’d have a prescription pad. Just because I work with tools. " Marisa picked up her freshly worn left flat and showed it to Chloe. "Ewww!" Chloe wrinkled her nose at the sight, but didn’t seem grossed out by the view. "What is, I mean, what was that?" "A Rufus victim, I think!" Marisa picked up the shoes and presented them side-by-side to Chloe. "You were supposed to change the bulb, this is what happened because you didn’t." She then picked up the pink heels, "I see you took the trouble to clean these out!" It was Chloe’s turn to colour with.