As Tony knows what he must do, there is still one thing standing in his way.
"Hey, Shyla," I said, in a low voice as I entered her office. "Oh, there you are, Tony," she greeted me, standing behind her desk. "Did you fuck your wife last night? Did you stick that cock into her pussy and make her beg for more?" she pondered, grinning. "I bet you did, didn't you?" "Yes, we had great sex, thanks to you," I answered her, glancing at the floor. "Listen, I can't work for...Read On