You done this before so it's not like you never did it before. Besides we are not gonna be nearly as ruff as they were...' Jimmy quickly cut Willie B.... off saying '...speak from yourself, I'm gonna fuck him like the Bitch he is and he'll enjoy it...' Willie B. released my wrist and stood up dropping his pants and underwear, Jimmy and Thomas stood near the doorway urging us on saying '...go on get with it, the sooner you get started the more time we'll have to enjoy it. Take my word you ain't. “What did you do?” Greg asked.“I got stuck in a tree,” she mumbled.Greg and I looked at each other and then back at her.“I think we need a little more detail than ‘I got stuck in a tree,’” Greg said.She put her head in her hands and I thought she might start crying again. Then she looked at us and shook her head.“I live with my mom and grandma. Grandma has pretty much raised me since my dad disappeared when I was seven and Mom had to go back to work. Grandma is ... different. She hears voices. I knew Sylvia was already in the office, because I saw her scooter in the parking lot. I parked my bike beside her scooter.I finally got to meet Jennifer's cold hearted receptionist. She turned out to be a fifty pound over weight brunette with blond hair thanks to a home dye job. She was not a happy looking lady at all. It showed in her voice.She might be the kind that wouldn't leave to get married for a while, which seemed to be Jennifer's main requirement when she hired receptionists. She was. Looking back, I always felt slightly guilty for the women I had used.When Doug passed away a couple of years back, I just quit cold turkey and decided to stay single. My motivation to do much of anything kind of went out the window after that.After getting ready, I dressed back into some comfortable sweats and stumbled back to my office to see what I had to work on for the day.I was a website designer in a large consulting firm. My job was basically doing the coding and layout to create.