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his likely large cock moving in and out of me at a speed that seemed inhuman.
    “Toria, are you okay?”
    I shook my head, and tried to erase the image that had sent my body humming with arousal. “Oh, yeah sorry. Mr. Turner, I forgot my paperwork. Do you need me to go back to Vanessa’s to get it?”
    “Oh no, that won’t be necessary. I have extra copies.”
    He handed me a clipboard with a pen and the paperwork, and as I took it from him, our hands brushed ever so slightly. I froze and looked into his eyes at the contact, my nerves zipping with energy. I could tell he felt the same way, because his eyes crackled with electricity. I cleared my throat and started to work on the paperback as he looked back down at what he had been working on before my interruption.

Chapter Twelve
    Jeb
                  My heart was pounding so hard, and my palms were sweaty. All I wanted to do was bend her over and screw her. She looked absolutely beautiful, the most beautiful woman I had ever set eyes on. I watched her as she filled out the paperwork, and pictured what she would look like naked. My cock grew painfully hard, harder than Barb had ever made it. There was just something about Toria that made me a puddle of man-mess. I’d gladly hand over my man card for just one night with her. Knock it off, Jeb; she is your employee . I still didn’t know what I was going to tell Sean and Barb. Barb sternly told me before I left to send Toria away. I told her I would, but looking at her at that moment changed my mind. How could I send this gorgeous woman away just because my bitch fiancée didn’t like the idea of her working for me? Toria hadn’t done a damn thing wrong to be treated like that. Even if she had been addicted to drugs, and had use her womanly ways to get said drugs, she was a human being and neither I nor Barn nor Sean had any right to treat her elsewise. I would deal with Barb and Sean on another day.
    “All done. Sorry I took so long.”
    “Oh, it’s okay.” I took the paperwork from her, and, as I perused her credentials, she stood to look out of the window. She seemed really nervous and almost like she was high. But I wasn’t going to say anything. I wanted to see how she worked. I noticed she had Vanessa’s address written as her own. “Do you have an ID, or your social security card?”
    “No.”
    “How about a birth certificate?”
    She sighed. “No, my parents didn’t give it to me when they told me to leave.”
    I suddenly felt really bad for her. “That’s okay. Is there any way you can get an ID?”
    “I can try this week. Vanessa gave me a little bit of money, so it shouldn’t be an issue.”
    “Okay, just let me know. Okay, this is on a trial base. You will work Monday through Friday from two to eleven. You will get an hour lunch from six to seven. You may leave or bring in a lunch. You must wear black pants, and the shirt you have on. Come in clean and your hair up. The rules are you are not to engage with any guest in an unappropriate manner. IE: sex or partying. No stealing, no drinking, and no drugs. I don’t do drug tests unless you give me a reason to. Are we clear?”
    I saw her swallow hard. “Yes sir.”
    “Now, for your duties. You will vacuum all the hallways on every floor. But you have to get it done by six pm every night. Trust me, it will take you three hours to vacuum every hallway. Also, you are to check with the front desk every hour to see if any rooms are vacant. If they are, you are to go in and clean. We change all the sheets and blankets. You are to check the laundry every hour. At nine, you spend the last two hours folding laundry, unless there is a room vacant.” She nodded. “Okay, let me walk you around,” I said as I led her out of my office. “Now, tonight you will be just doing a walk through, and then we will work on some tax forms. So, do you think you can do this?”
    “I think I can. This is my first job, so I hope I don’t disappoint you.