Tying her hair in a ponytail she stroked Misha’s head before making her way down the stairs, she grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and moved out into the back garden. A small building stood at the bottom of the garden and she pushed open the door.It was filled with workout equipment. She dropped the bottle onto the floor and stepped onto the treadmill.For the next three hours, she worked through the equipment before moving to the mat in the middle of the floor and starting her stretches. The muscles in her back were tight and she winced as they slowly loosened. Turning over her shoulder to look in the mirror on the wall she stared at the scar running down her back. It was red against her pale skin and the edges were jagged, instantly she went cold and walked down to the house.Grabbing a hoodie from the dryer she shrugged it on and took a carton of ice cream from the freezer. Taking it through to the lounge with a spoon she flung herself on the sofa, digging out a spoonful of. Johnson's office." I felt a little sick to my stomach, but I decided to think the best. I went to Dr. Johnston's office, and his ancient secretary told me to come back later. I looked over and noticed his office door was closed. I said, "please tell my wife I am here." She told me very sternly, "Dr. Johnston is not to be disturbed. You will have to wait until his meeting is over." I decided to sit down and wait. After all, this was MY wife, dammit! I soothe myself by remembering tell me telling me this perverted old fucker could not get a boner. So they couldn't really be doing all that much. All this time, his very old secretary kept glancing at my direction like I was some naïve pussy. Which I guess I was. A full 45 minutes later, the office door pops open and Tammy comes out adjusting her blouse. She sees me and her eyes open wide. "Randy! What are you doing here?" That arrogant asshole Dr. Johnston stood in his doorway looking all smug. We walked out to the car and I.
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