Rain whacked her in the face with the force of a slap. She pushed her collar up and walked around the Toyota, to the driver’s side, to see if she co...uld get Baxter’s attention. She leaned down close to the window, but there was no one in the driver’s seat. What the hell? ‘Baxter, this isn’t — Oww! Oof!’ She winced in pain as someone with the strength of three men pushed her roughly against the driver’s side of the car. ‘Ungh … now listen, this isn’t funny, Baxter!’ She felt his hot breath on her. She quickly realized what she was going through. Then he tried to push the gown further, below her waist, but Riya grabbed his hands. She felt it was going too far. She realized it was time to relax him. She knew deep down that she was feeling great and was almost getting carried away.She knew that if it continues, she would be out of control. So then she decided that she has to take control. She held his hands and brought it back to her breasts. She knew how young boys are fascinated by. Standing back up suddenly John stepped backwards, bumping Jenny to the side spilling some of her drink. “Oh!” she gasped as the cold liquid hit her top. “Sorry, you caught me by surprise there,” John said bashfully. “Well we can’t have that lovely top getting stained. If you take it off I’ll soak it for you.” He gestured to the sink. “I suppose I should.” Jenny took a few steps past him sliding it over her head, leaving him to see her tanned back and black lace bra. As she pulled her top off. ”“So she only needs to be here a couple hours midday.”“I suppose.”“This is my place of employment, Joe,” Liang said. “I don’t mind working here. Besides, you’ll be gone.”“I know. I’m just asking about flexibility. I imagine you’ll need to do research on the translation, which might mean travel. You’re also working on putting together my poems and with Joanne on my plays.”“And Jeff isn’t publishing them,” Cassandra pointed out.“I get it. Her time, not yours. But it’s for me, your favorite.