”He nodded and looked down at my bare feet. “Well, go put on some shoes and then we’ll go somewhere that is.”I glanced at his motorcycle. Tann...er’s mannerisms and voice put me in mind of a cowboy, not a motorcycle rider.I was apparently being either too quiet or too slow because he said. “Go get your shoes. We don’t have all day.”I looked away, side-stepped them and the motorcycle and went to my apartment. I pulled my keys out but the door was unlocked. I shrugged it off because I hadn’t left a. Just ... hope ... it will be ... enough ... I’m...” He screwed up his face. “What’s this word?”“Sound it out.”“Her ... Mee ... One? ... Own! Her-Mee-Own ... Gran ... Grr? ... Jer! ... Her-Mee-Own Granger.”Tricia frowned, and then realized what they were reading. “That’s actually pronounced Her-My-Oh...”“ATT! ATT! ATT! ATT!” Annie waved and shushed Tricia. She turned back to Joey. “Very good! That was absolutely right! Her-Mee-Own Granger!” Joey smiled with pride. “Except for one slight. But I had much preferred to stay rather late on a Friday evening than go to work for a few hours on a Saturday morning. Still, I felt less than human when I walked in the front door. Clearly, I had missed dinner, and the snacks I had bought from a vending machine at work would not last me much longer. If my fiancée had cooked dinner, she had already put away the leftovers long before I finally made it back home, as the scent of food was noticeably absent. Our cat Reine did lift her head. " I said backing up. I glanced at his face and he looked like he was going through an extreme struggle. I walked out the door making sure my skirt bounced up and flashed him my ass. HA. Step one of my evil plan. The bait. I walked back to PE with a smug smile on my face, and sat on the floor stretching my legs out. I leaned my head against the wall, and thought about his warm fingers tracing my pussy. My mind was honestly a blur and I felt like I was on fire. Every part of me was tingling and.