The gas fireplace offered the only illumination, its flames giving an erotic glow to Gwen’s body. I’m answerable for what is rapidly becoming a train wreck because my weasel cock sucking managers dumped all the details on my desk with every solitary fucking one now claiming ignorance.”
She took a deep shuddering breath as she grabbed my shoulders and concluded loudly, “I don’t know about any of this bullshit and I just received an e-mail with the CEO’s cell phone number asking for a complete fucking report.”
Diana suddenly realized that she was shouting and gripping my shoulders. XXX I ran into her arms, hugging her. Get a grip, Billy! I rolled on my back, with Bailey and Angel tucked under my arms, cuddling.
