“Well that’s not entirely my fault is it?” I said defensively. She didn’t say anything. She just looked away.I then said,” Look I am sorry, ...I am leaving”. Then I left with a heavy heart. The next day, after work when I reached my apartment, I found a note on the floor: “Please forgive me. Come to my apartment at 10pm. We have to talk- Anjali “ The note made my hopes go high. I went to her apartment at 10pm. She was waiting for me and she looked stunning. She opened the door and said “Come on in. "I guess not," Beth replied with a matching grin. "And who are Susan and Robert anyway?" Just treating officious officials as they expect to be treated. With just enough obsequious deference to stroke their egos."Hmm, going to have to remember that I thought."Anyway, we thought you guys might like lunch," she continued. "Nothing special. Just cold cut sandwiches."Oh, by the way, Beth, here's some beach reading for you," she said as she handed my lady a thumb drive."What is this?" Beth. “Well I know and if you want to pass this class with a B or better you better fucking well do what I tell you!” “What's that Miss Sexbomb?”I giggled, “Sexbomb?” I asked my mom. She shrugged her shoulders, “wasn't my idea.”My eyes went back to the monitor “Take your pants off” she told the k**. He looked up, worried “Are you going to spank me?”“Not this time, maybe later, just get them down before your grades start going back down” she growled. When he pulled his pants and underwear to his. She nodded. I had a handful of his hair and I lifted his head and banged it back on the table. 'You're a cheap bastard, Alberto, ' I told him, and rubbed his face from side to side on the rough wood. 'Off you go, darling, and don't pick up any more Galicians. They're not rich enough. Put his wallet in my pocket.' She hastened to obey; I jerked my head at her and she left. I scraped Alberto's nose along the table some more.'Alberto, I've got you by the balls. I've got your wallet and all your.