All night long forcing Jane to please her every wish and then some. By morning Jane had been forced to bring Wendy off many times. Heading for home Ja...e felt sick but relived thinking it was all behind her. Wendy came in the front door proud of her self and the terror she gave Jane. Jane seen her come in and went to the back to hide but Wendy found her and soon was on her again. Pinching and pulling at Jane's nipples Jane hated it but her body reacted to it and her nipples grew hard and wanting. At about 4:30 that afternoon Dean asked if we felt okay with the system and did we have any questions. His flight would take off from Eugene Airport at 7pm and he wanted to get back to the motel before heading out. Both of us told him that he had done and excellent job of training. We also told him that if he was ever in the neighborhood again, to please feel free to stop by. What happened next is freaky, but it happened so trust me.Dean turned to Phyllis and shook her hand in a very business. She took off her sunglasses, and George gasped!“You!”“Yes, George. Me! You should have given us a chance. I have more than enough money to have saved your family’s company. Now I own it.“Your father didn’t want his eldest son married to an orphan with no ties to old money. Old power. My only question is: Do you feel capable of running the company? If you do, I’ll hire you as CEO. If not, the door is right behind you.”George hung his head and thought for a full minute before he answered. He. He came into contact with an Army Recruiter and fell for his sales pitch. Before he knew it, Dave was in the Army and headed for Basic Training at Ft. Leonard Wood, MO.Just before he left home Dave signed a contract hiring Pete to be his representative and manage his home rental for him while he was gone. His pay was to be 10% of the income for the place plus personal use of Dave's downstairs apartment. The contract specifically stated that upon Dave's return it would be automatically cancelled.
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