My emotions raged backwards and forwards in my head, I pondered what to do. Should I pack up and leave? Should I throw the bitch out? Why did she do t...his to me? How did it happen?Even though I was angry and confused about the fact, I felt a strange tingling excitement teasing me, jangling the nerve ends in my groin. I was angry, sad and excited all at the same time. Each emotion spilled over into the others, swamping all reason. I had often fantasied about this type of thing over the years but. It sounds slutty looking but really it isn't. Once while we where eatting there I said to my wife, you have the legs for this place, why don't you try and get a job here? She said you think I could? Hell I know you can I told her. After we ate she asked our waitress who she needed to see about a job. She said since it was Saturday night and they where on a wait she would bring her a job app. We took the app home and looked it over. The place is a privatly owned company and the owner's name was. That means they would be legally the head of the household and you’d have to answer to them, like you do to Sarah.” Dave carefully said.“Sarah answers to me, dammit.” Bill took exception to his father in law splitting hairs like that.“Whatever,” Dave waved his hand dismissively. “Just like Sarah answers to you, you’d both have to answer to the new person. If they told you to, I don’t know, take out the trash for example, you’d have to take out the trash. Taken to the extreme, they could have. " Hello! My name's Dr Fay Lewis and this dear old gentleman is Dr Wallace."The girl cast an apprehensive glance at the older gentleman. Her parents had warned her about men like him, but until now she had never been fortunate enough to find one."Hi," she said in a husky little voice, like furry treacle. "I'm Melanie Cranston." Hello, Melanie." Hello, Doctor." Hello, Melanie." Hello, Doctor." Now, you know why you're here, don't you, Melanie?" Yes, Doctor. I'm a ball-girl. I was here last year.