He just threw his jacket onto the pile of things that had been pulled from his wardrobe, stepped out of his trousers, pulled a blanket around himself ...and lay down on the mattress.Sleep came slowly.Florence Daniels pushed her spectacles up from the bridge of her nose, squeezing it between her thumb and forefinger as she tried to give the briefing the attention it demanded. There was Cabinet tomorrow first thing, then Ministerial questions in the House tomorrow afternoon. And that was without the. She looked to see Jett staring at her like a snake might look at a mouse. "Dance with me," he rasped, pulling her in. "Jett, I'm tired," she said, "and I told you, we're not doing this anymore." "Mmhmm," Jett mumbled, pulling her flush against him. Right then, Do it Like a Dude by Jessie J came on, and Jett chuckled. "This is your favorite song, right Katy?" he asked, wrapped his arms around her waist and conforming her ass to his crotch. "Not my favorite, per se," she said, trying not to. He went along almost without thinking, ?s-s-sorry Miss Garde.? ?That’s better. Did you enjoy your gift?? ?Yes Miss Garde, thank you, it was amazing.? ?Good.? She sounded calm and relaxed. ?You did a real number on Little Girls arse, hopefully she’ll learn from this, and you to maybe.? Mathew hadn’t thought he might be in for the same treatment. Surely she was joking. But then why would she. Not knowing what else to do he just said, ?yes Miss Garde.? He was determined. She had rung her husband, but he wasn’t going to come out to help her. I told her to get her mother comfortable in my van where there was coffee and food. Whist she was moving her mother I started on the car. I had the car jacked up but needed the spare. As she came back the rain started. It came out of nowhere, just a very heavy and quick shower. I was dressed in a t-shirt and baggy shorts that were now sticking to my thighs. Her top had gone almost see-through, so the sight of her brown.