She was a straight arrow and a straightwoman as well as a tough lady, decisive in everything. She'd stareat me and decide flat out to leave me, I kne...w it! And if she diddecide to leave me, she would!I'd missed those few hours stolen from workday mornings orafternoons when I could make myself attractive to myself and inthat way renew acquaintance with my own feminine feelings. It wasexciting -- I always felt I was trespassing in disguise in somedangerous, forbidden place. It was also. It looked like a red bra with a skirt that did not cover her matching red panties. When she leaned over her big beautiful breasts tried to spill out. She had great cleavage so I told her so and asked her to hold that position for a while. She let them hang naturally, she pressed them together, and then she lifted them. I asked her to stand up and spread her legs. I slipped my legs between hers and laid back on the ground shooting right up at her crotch. I had her lean toward me a little so I. He kicked my ex-wife down the stairs, breaking her leg and arm. The man was arrested, and Melinda was hospitalized. Ron visited his mother and he telephoned me. He told me Melinda cried all day, because her daughter did not visit her. I told Laya what Ron had told me. Laya was angry. She visited Emily and told her that she had to go to see her Mother. Confronted with her behavior and her duty to her mother, Emily broke down and cried. Laya held her and soothed her, and told her that it was time. ..It had been such a crappy day. Yet again, I was left alone in the office after everyone else had called it a day and I still had an hour's worth of work to get through.I took a drink of the acrid vending machine coffee and looked out of the office window. The sky was starting to darken as evening was becoming night. My car sat alone in the car park, illuminated by the solitary security light, slowly starting to make an impact in the weakening light. Why was I here working on my own again, on.