“You are a stubborn mule,” Amber said amused. “Call me Cassandra,” I replied, turning on my flirt mode. “Now as I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted, Cassie you hide behind your work, you spend so much time and energy in making it successful that you need your brain to be allowed to go into neutral when not at work. Your mouth, cunt and ass, yes ass, are mine to use or share as I please,” she clarified. “It doesn’t take forty-five minutes to walk a few blocks.”
Her tone was like my mother’s when I came home past curfew, I explained, “I was starving, so I got a bite to eat.”
“Well, lucky you have me to run your store while you have lunch,” she said, finally looking at me. “Thank you, ma’am,” Sophia responded, being polite like she always was with all guests to the store. Luckily, I refrained from the temptation, although I could feel my panties getting damp. Amber, is that understood?”
Sophia again looked my way, but Amber interrupted. Also, the store had
