Once my sight cleared from the light, in front of me was the secretary. Standing behind her was the driver, his arm in a shoulder sling.“Hey, have y...u come to tell me more lies?” I angrily yelled at her. My anger started to build up again, making my hands shake.“Look I know the news took you by surprise.” she replied in a calm voice.“You took me by surprise alright!” Banging my hand on the door, making her jump.“Is everything ok Mrs Jenkins?” The Driver worriedly said.“Yes, Randolph, everything. A small smile formed on Susan’s lips, she had clearly seen her daddy’s eyes open wide, seen the jaw hanging expression and could clearly see the increasingly obvious bulge in the front his trousers. Mike noticed the faint smile and it fanned his anger, making it rise up and smother his sinful instinctive response to his daughter’s appearance.“So, you don’t make enough selling yourself that you have to take my money too? Or are you selling yourself that cheaply, whore?” He knew it was harsh, but. After all the smoke cleared I got a refund!My enforced year of residence was at an end. I wasn't going to leave: far from it. I intended to stay on the place, do a bit of farming, get some re-enactors running around to teach the kids something on their field trips and continue writing.I dropped my extended documentation on the table in front of Mr. Bolt, the old codger that was involved with my case from Price, Smith and Bolt. He thumbed through it, taking in the costs and the results of the. His anger had hurt like a physical blow, far more than this restrictive punishment did, it had worried at her like a canker since he had left on his trip. Sleep was elusive in her aroused state, and Honey tossed and turned on the covers, the sheets balling between her thighs as she kicked them away, unable to bear their touch on her skin. It was tempting to clench her thighs and ride the gathered ball in the hope of finding relief in the friction, but she kicked it away in frustration and.