Next, he called me, he started the conversation with... I have some bad news. He sighed, then murmured out the words... "I'm not going to be home toni...ght like I planned". I sat on the line silent, trying to keep from getting angry. I softly began to speak. My voice shaky..I remind him this is why I dislike this job. It's too unpredictable. The longer we chat, the more irritated I become. Finally he decides I've had enough, he lets out a giggle...then asks me " do you really miss me that much?".. "Who's Shirley?" Shirley's my... girlfriend. She's coming with us tomorrow." You're bringing a girl home and you didn't tell us?" Suzanne said, accusingly and I heard Mr. Oldham clear his throat. "Oh, I guess you haven't had a chance to tell us, have you, Sammy?" She sort of volunteered to go with me," I said."How old is this one?" SUZ!" Mr. Oldham scolded her, making me grin."I'll see you guys tomorrow," I said and they let me go.Eventually, when Wanda had cried herself out, she wanted to know. It appeared to be a large private residence in a residential community, not a business address. The large yard was fenced. There was no sign announcing her practice. Wondering if I had incorrectly copied the address, I walked to the front door and rang the doorbell. There was a moment’s pause, then the door opened. ‘Hello, my name is Tom Connors. I’m here to see…’ ‘I’m Lorraine Theriault, Mr. Connors. Please come with me.’ No warm smile and handshake. No small talk. The woman’s demeanor and. Sitting up he unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his pants and pushed them to his ankles, we resumed kissing and after a few minutes, with his hand on the back of my head motioned me down, I grabbed his cock and licked his helmet, then up and down his shaft and back up again. Another few minutes went by and he lifted me up. “Kneel on the seat” as I did he pulled my knickers down to just above my knees and then touched my clit with his finger, it was good.After maybe a minute he said “Hold your.