Do your best to keep me late. I adore this office and really have nowhere to go or anything to do. I have no life beyond work.6. If a job I do pleases... you, keep it a secret. If that gets out, it could mean a promotion.7. If you don’t like my work, tell everyone. I like my name to be popular in conversations. I was born to be whipped.8. If you have special instructions for a job, don’t write them down. In fact, save them until the job is almost done. No use confusing me with useful. Taylor?” What a vision? Sarah stood in the door with only the light over the mirror on in the bathroom and just the lamp next to the bed so she seemed to glow angellically, her hair seemed a halo, her face very angelic though her body was heavenly. She,d only put on the new transparent negligee I,d given her as a wedding gift on which highlighted her perfect body and my cock stiffened at the sight. Instead of her usual beehive she,d combed it till it fell to just above her breasts, her eyes. I asked her why and she told me that I would see soon enough.John came walking into the family room. He was dressed in a black thin pinstriped shot, rattlesnake cowboy boots and a Stetson cowboy hat. I knew he had been meeting with a client. John walked past us both right to that rare bottle of Scotch he looked at it shaking his head from side to side.”Lord please keep your arm around my shoulder and your hand over my mouth, ” John said before setting the bottle back down.Michelle and I looked. “Are you being truthful, my dear?” his eyes showing off a strange kind of aura. “Yes,” she said again, still shivering. “Well we’ll know that soon,” and he started undressing her. “Please, it’s my first time. Can’t we take it slow?” said Radha. “Slow? No way! There is nothing slow about me.” He even hurriedly undressed her and even himself. God, she is a fairy. Tonight is going to be good. He thought to himself. Radha on the other hand was still uncomfortable and was trying to hide her.