What a dumb fucking tight bitch. She might not be walking after my son haha. Oh well.”, he said nonchalantly. “Well anyway, I didn’t go to work ...today, so… you owe me money to compensate. She took care of my son as she was supposed to. So you pay up”, he demanded.I was so confused, shocked, sad and horny all at once. Without even hesitating, I just gave him my wallet with my money in it, hands shaking. “Well all right, you two have yourself a good day now”, he said. I don’t really remember. The sound of the shower came from the bathroom. "Want some coffee?" I asked Tally."God, yes," she replied with a warm smile. "I'll be out in a bit." I'll be happy to bring you a cup." Tally clicked off the TV and rolled to the edge of the bed. She straightened her leg and stood up. I watched in amazement as she stretched -- one of those 'first thing in the morning' complete stretches. She wobbled a little bit, but remained standing. Then she closed the distance between us, her tits bouncing up. Until the big Mink trial. He didn't get reelected the term before the trial ... I don't even remember if he ran. Anyway, he was in private practice when this particular opportunity presented itself.In 1950, a local mink rancher bought a product from a really big chemical company and was guaranteed the product wouldn't harm the mink but it would kill the particular mite the mink had.Mink coats were a status symbol at the time ... even a stole meant prestige and power. A full length coat cost. She kind of giggled and looked away. "So that's the real reason for the micro-dress and heels, flirting…... or more?" I asked. "I just can't resist turning them on," she said, "besides it gets me so hot to see the bulge in their pants." "We've discussed this before," I said, "you know that it is 20 whacks on your bare bottom for flirting when I'm not around." "Ohhhh noooo, come on I was just having fun, wasn't like I was sucking his dick or anything, pleasssssse,.