I might even get a bath and a change of clothes.***Christmas Eve was one of the worst I can remember. The room seemed smaller than usual as well as da...mper. I was certainly more depressed. It is at this time of year that I missed my family most. I don't usually let it get to me, but... Even in this shithole I can hear people enjoying themselves. It just reinforces my sense of loss. I cry myself to sleep.At daybreak my mind is made up. Without pausing for breakfast (breakfast, who's kidding who?). "What do you mean?" I asked. I was a little concerned."His dick is a lot bigger than yours and it stretched my pussy too much. Now I can barely feel you" she replied."Well now what?" I asked.She dismounted and sat on her edge of the bed. She then got up, grabbed her robe and left the room. A large wet spot from the lawyers load was left on the bed where she was sitting.After about 5 minutes she didn't come back so I got up to see where she was. The lobby and kitchen were empty. I could. It took several seconds before Gordy could speak, but his mind was ahead of his speech. With a cynical smile, he addressed the HR head. "Tell Mr. Gilson that it's a double joke on him. The relationship between Marielle and I, whatever it was, ended on Sunday. He didn't have to pay me off, buy the company and fire me, or anything. How the hell does he make so much money when he doesn't pay attention?" Oh, and the other joke; since he broke my employment contract, the non-disclosure and. " She stood up and adjusted her dress.Sue put a finger to Maggie's lips. "You don't need to say it," she said. "I promised I wouldn't have sex until I got married. But I'm not going to get married. Or, at least, not for a long, long time." She kissed Maggie on the cheek. "God will forgive me. Please, Becky, tell me you forgive me?" Of course, I forgive you. 'Judge not that ye not be judged.'"Sue laughed. "Let's go back to the car. She took Maggie by her shoulders. "But, you," she said, "don't.