"Look it's not you, it's her," consoled Tim. "She sick and cruel." "I wish there was something that we could do to teach her a lesson," said Amy. "Wel... maybe there is," said Bob. "I think we've all had enough of this bitch. And I think I know how to even the score." "What are you talking about?" they all asked at the same time. Bob smiled," I know a few people from my days in construction who might be willing to settle this debt for us." With that Bob left the group and returned to his office.. ” Jennifer was livid. “How dare you?” she spat at Tom. “Your little game ends here. I’m calling the police right now and have you arrested for rape. And when they’re done with you, I’m going to sue your ass for everything you own.” Tom took it all with a smile on his face and didn’t say anything until Suzanne started to reach for her cell phone. “Stop,” he said quietly. Jennifer froze. She wanted to dial 911, but her fingers wouldn’t work. She looked at Tom in outrage. “What’s going on here?”. You can tell her there was no phone reception at the campsite. You need to draw a fucking line." I rarely saw him take charge like that anymore and was relieved that the decision was out of my hands. We did argue about it a little but after a little more of a pep talk, I got over the guilt and fear of leaving and perked up about the much-needed respite from the pressure and anxiety of work. I got ready and packed some clothes Alonso had forgotten while he packed food and other rations.Soon we. She sat away suddenly, leaned back and with her own hands, undid her skirt’s clasp and zipper and shoved it down her legs, along with her silk thong panties – oh, what a photo was my fleeting thought - while I disentangled myself from my own pants and underpants. Trinh grabbed my prick in her hands and pulled - none too gently, so I had no option but to follow and lean over her, between her opened legs. “Trinh…” I could feebly protest, feebly try and ask if this is what we should be doing; no.