"This fucking food is overcocked you useless slut!" I told her and grabbed her hair pressing her face down into the steaming hot and saucy food, reall...y rubbing it into her face."Lift up you skirt" I ordered and she was more then happy to do it, a lacey little thong in bright pink was going down between her white plump little cheeks I smacked her hard over and over again quickly turning the cheeks pinkish red instead."Get down on your fucking knees" I had hardly told her before the girl was on. It pretty much requires what comes after. What have you gotten me into?”“As I recall, this was your idea.”“You are right, I will bear the shame of it all. Hmmm ... what name shall I give the press?”“I always use a fake name for the X-rated stuff. You are down on the reservation as Miss Crimson.”Amy had a delightful laugh. “Good clue, maybe I can still run for Governor some day.”At Joe’s suggestion I was dressed in black slacks, a white shirt and a light black satin jacket. Like a Klieg light my. “What?” She was pissed off. I knew if I don’t handle this so awaited conversation carefully things may go south closing all the doors to her, to Roja.“How are you? Are you okay?” I initiated a conversation but she was really not in the mood.“I’m fine..now bye and don’t call me again.” She replied firmly.“Okay, I won’t but at least listen to me what I want to tell..” I tried my best to continue the conversation. She was silent on the other side.“I want to apologize for that day. I really didn’t. The year slowly turned to autumn, and then to winter, and Joe would often go to the Rose and Crown, the same daydreams he’d always had helped him through his waking hours though he knew them for what they were, just daydreams. A couple of days before Christmas Polly, who’d felt rather lonely for a long time, decided she’d invite Joe over for a nice cuddle. Joe blushed fiercely and began to stutter. He told her he’d always dreamt about that, but with his wife in the care centre, and it being.