I really need a job, Mr. Richards," she said. "I can do it. Anything." "Anything?" he asked, surprised at her and himself both. Her eyes darted up, me... his, and danced away. She nodded curtly. He said, "I don't think you know what that means, Sandy. I think that if you really, really wanted this job, you'd go lock the door and pull down the shade. If you think you should look elsewhere, then just go out the door. That's all I can say." She sat there unmoving for half a minute. Kyle was seething. "You humiliated me in front of colleagues, they made my life a living hell all afternoon."As she spat this out, her hand whipped out and grabbed my hair, literally yanking me upright from the sofa and proceeded to march me unceremoniously to our bedroom, stripping off her jacket as we went, kicking off her shoes.Once there I was tossed onto the bed like a rag doll, she following me, bouncing on the backs of my legs, straddling me, pinning me down. Off came the sarong in one swing of her arm, I. More

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