...I ohhhhh wow.....I wish you here…..no baby I’m on a treadmill running my heart out…..I don’t think anybody heard me….yesssss uhhhhh ...............you have to go? To practice? NO….Stay….uh….talk to me……I’m sorry baby I don’t mean to uh…..ohhhh…mmmmm….ya…..be weird …..” “Oh you like that don’t you, my little office slut….my fucking office whore….what a bad girl you are….” He wasn’t even trying to keep his voice down. I looked back with my mouth wide open about to cry out. I closed the. I didn't think anything bad could happen on a day like today.I grabbed a couple of boxes and walked up the steps. Used my keys to open the door and went inside. Same house. Lived there for the last year and a half. Did note that without my input into the situation, the general housekeeping took a noticeable downturn.I had just put the boxes down when a male voice greeted me."Hey, Jess. 'Sup?"I looked. Justin Conner. All too frequent participant in my life before. He ran in some of the same. "Lynn slumped into the dining room chair, tears welling up."Lynn, Lynn are you still there?"Lynn took a deep breath, "Yes Mr. Brantley I'm here." Lynn choking back tears asked, "Wh ... wh ... what happened to Sam, how is she?"The femininity of Lynn's voice startled Jackson. He was flabbergasted, 'This is the guy Sam raves about?'Jackson composed himself, "Calm down, calm down Lynn — Sam won't die. She has a broken kneecap, bruised ribs, a sprained wrist, and some facial contusions. We were. "You know where you belong, whiteboy." It was a command as much as astatement. I looked up at Jay's face as I stepped forward and sank to myknees. "Good boy. Now you know what to do." I turned a bit to swing the door closed but Jay grabbed my hairpainfully. "Did I tell you to close the door, bitch? Did I?" he demanded. "No, sir." I managed to reply. "Then do what you were born to do, cocksucker." He popped open thebuttons of his 501's as he said this. I was unable to tear my eyes away asI saw.