During the drive home, the gals were chatty.“Sandy is such a fucking bitch,” Jodie said talking about their sixty-year-old female boss.“You got ...hat right. A total cunt,” replied Robyn.I was surprised to hear Robyn talk like that. I heard her use some of the bad words but only when we were home alone. “You know what I think is her problem?” said Jodie.“What?” Robyn said.Jodie hesitated for a few seconds. “She really needs to be fucked. Maybe that’ll take the asshole out of her personality,”. She turns to check , the boys are watching the telly , she reaches for the small binoculars she keeps on the shelf , “oh yes looks so good “ she whispers to herself . She walks out to the balcony, pretends to check to see if the washing is dry , but still watching me , she plays with her breasts ,lifting her shirt , mm no bra again nice , pert tight tights ,large brown nipples seem to watch me to. Boxers are off feeling extra big with her watching ,slowly I slide a wet sweaty hand over my. She would have the choice of pursuing an MBA or perhaps work towards a future in economic development, but, unless she had something in her background that made her stand out, she would have a hard time getting the financial help she needed to pursue the next level of her education. Burnside hoped to give her that something extra and get her through the MA program with some assistance.Although Cecilia's probation had ended and the exam crisis from the previous year was forgotten, Burnside was. She asked not for privacy as she knew she'd receive none for this. I'd allowed her privacy only once, and she'd tried to do without the cleaning. She'd been caught and had never been trusted alone for this again. She'd also never tried skipping it again, even though (like so many in our time) she was afraid over cleaning would lead to illnesses.Once cleaned and dried she moved to a chair and raised one leg waiting. Taking the leavings pot from the stove, I took a small amount on two fingers and.