...convince me to let you stay on the payroll."I...I..." she stammers feeling the shoe try to find it's the way between her thighs. She pulls back in ...er chair."Shhh," he whispers. "Not another word. You'll walk out the door and come back for your shift in two days with a plan on how you'll make this right." He grins, "maybe your browser history can give you some ideas."Katelyn doesn't need to hear anything else. She pushes back in the chair and away from his foot. As she does he slides his. Neither one of you is about to get dressed; you two will have sexy fun for as long as it takes. Your dad won't be back until tomorrow, so we have nothing, but time. Then come tomorrow, all three of us are going to the mall, and Britney, you're step-mom here is going to buy you maybe some new clothes, shoes, makeup or even a bra and panty set if you want. Why, because she loves you, even if you haven't said it, and she hasn't made it easy for you to say it, you both love each other and need to. There is one fantasy theme that works for me every time, and it’s variations of something that actually happened when I was 18 years old. It was the summer before I went away to university, and I spent most of the long break baby-sitting for a family my parents knew. They – Mike and Julia – were a nice couple in their forties, and had twin 11-year old boys that I looked after from time to time. They ran an events business together, which often meant one or both of them working away overnight,. "So, yes you can, at least you'll admit that. Honestly, we'll do anything to help you, as long as you try to help yourself." Would you tell me your stories? That may help me sort it out," I asked, trying to keep from crying."Well, I know the question isn't superfluous, least not for you, but you know it isn't going to solve the real issue." I know, damn it, but it's a starting point." No, the starting point is getting rid of the dick."She paused and looked at me. I shrugged. "Okay," she said..