He's not in the picture," she explained, taking a sip of her beer. I was a little surprised to see that Beth liked beer. Most girls her age don't. The...y would rather have a wine cooler or some fruity drink. I watched her as she drank the brew. She noticed me watching her and said, "My mom lets me drink as long as I do it in the house and I don't drive. That's cool, I guess." I nodded and she continued, "My mom is obsessed with making sure I'm prepared for the types of situations I will be. She tossed it at my feet. “Be here at 6pm tomorrow. I have a late day at the office. That will be all for today.” Said Ms. Baines.I was still thinking that the last two days did not happen. Was she paying me to clean her room or suck her pussy?? My mind was racing. I was so turned on. I was hard all day. I arrived just before 6pm. I knocked on the door. A minute later the door to Ms. Baines apartment opened. “Hi! Buck! How’s my favorite newly employed guy? You look cute in those shorts and. There were several doors alongthe walls. Two of them had lights shining under. One was orientedtowards the front so Rick crept towards the other. He cringed as heslowly opened the door for it was not oiled and squeaked. He quicklyducked in and closed the doors. His eyes needed to adjust to thedifference in light. As his vision cleared, he could see a miniaturehorse trot trainer similar to the ones he had seen at the pony stables onthe island during their cruise last year. Beyond that he. That concern had made him irritable at the best and impatient at the worst.The first day hadn't been too bad. The Hawk hadn't returned but his friends and the people in the household that he trusted reassured him that all would be well. He had believed them, in a manner of speaking, and he had gone back to his duties and responsibilities. Regrettably it got worse with each passing day.Today he had argued with everyone. He had even snapped at Asmara. His pretty slave girl had been his principal.