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She screamed something about meneglecting to do the breakfast dishes, and pulled me by the ear, as Iprecariously stumbled along on my high heels back ...o my private office. Then Heather threw me across my own desk in front of myintern. She took a pointer from the side of my desk, where I use it forpresentations, and after pulling my panties down in front of the intern, anddid he enjoy it, she whacked at my poor bottom for nearly twenty minutes! Itried not to cry, but it was so painful, and she. She hid a yawn behind a hand, “Sorry it’s been a long day,” she apologized.“Let’s get you home then.”Sally and Mila took a hand each, and we walked in the direction of the baggage carousels. We didn’t say much; the physical contact was enough to let us reconnect at so many levels. We were lucky as we didn’t have to wait long for all of their bags to appear. I loaded them onto a trolley and pushed it out to the curb. Zoe appeared in the SUV and we managed to cram all their bags in the back.As we. More

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