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"So what you are trying to say is that Quinn left?" Jake asked amusedly. He was pleasantly surprised

when Henry showed up at his cafe. How long had it been? A year or two? Whatever, he had thought

there was something serious bothering his close buddy. The expression on his face when he came into

his office was alarming. Jake had suspended his work and came down with him for a drink. But this?

How was this important? Henry saw the look on his friend's face and knew what he was thinking. "You

don't understand; I'm not sure if I can do without her" He gulped down his glass of tequila. Jake nodded

slowly,he understood. "Are you screwing her? Man,what about your fiancee?" Jake knew he wasn't a

faithful type,but Henry was different. Though Henry played with different girls,it was girls from wealthy

homes. A maid? It sounded ridiculous... "What about her? She can go to hell for all I care" Henry

slurred.

"You guys are engaged,you know you need her" Jake wasn't sure about the game his friend was

playing at.

"Then Father can marry her. See,I'm tired of all this shit. I can't whoever I want to anymore. The

reason? I have a godforsaken fiancee" Henry clenched his fist in frustration. "Have you tried looking for

her?" Jake asked. "Already did, no trace..." Henry replied with his head bowed. Jake could see that the

maid's disappearance had an effect on his friend. But what could he do? "Let's go to a beach; you

know have some fun with some beauties" Jake suggested.

"No,I have to get going" Henry stood up and left the cafe. Jake stared at his departing figure and

sighed. He could understand his friend's pain to some extent; but he couldn't understand how a maid's

disappearance could affect him so much. He shrugged and went back to his office. He had piles of

work to tend to....

************

LOS ANGELES

Eight years later,....

"Good morning President" Her assistant greeted respectfully pulling the door of the car open. "Morning

Avie, what's my schedule?" Quinn got into the car. "Mama.." A tiny voice called out from the balcony.

Quinn smiled and waved at her.

She opened the door and allowed the girl in. "Mama, ji you want to yimme behind?" Emelda asked in a

childish voice.

Quinn pinched her nose fondly, "No,how can I leave my little pumpkin behind?" Emelda giggled as she

buried her head in her mother's bosom. "Start the car" Quinn instructed.

"Yes President" Avie nodded and began driving. "What's my schedule?" She asked again." You have

an appointment with the CEO of Luther Corporation, and you have a flight to catch by noon" Her

assistant reported. "Okay" Quinn nodded and gazed at the little face resting peacefully. Emelda was

her daughter. Seven years ago,she gave birth to her. It was a tough battle; she had a CS ,in order to

successfully give birth to her little pumpkin..

"Cancel the appointment with the CEO of Luther Corporation,drive to the airport" She calmly instructed

her assistant. Avie didn't argue; her boss wasn't a reckless person. If she canceled the meeting,then

there was a reason.

*******

Kathleen grunted an inaudible reply to her father's question. A reply which could possibly pass off as a

yes or no. She wasn't ready for any conversation,but he was pestering her. "Dad, everything is under

control. I can't come back to California at the moment" She swirled on her swivel chair. At that,her

father yelled at the end of the line. She moved the phone away from her ear and then placed it close

again. "Speak calmly Father" She wanted to end this conversation. "Henry?... Don't worry,I'll see him

after a week. There is nothing to worry about" She hung up; she couldn't be bothered to continue the

conversation. What was wrong with her Father? He wasn't one to pester someone in this manner. She

pressed a button and her assistant promptly came into her office. "Check what's up with my Father. Is

there anything wrong with him?" She was suspicious; why was he pestering her to come visit him?

She stood up and walked to the window,her hands placed back. "Hurry and get me a reply" She

instructed. "Yes Madam," Her assistant bowed and left the office. He already knew what was wrong.

But how could he divulge anything when her Father was in his home? He went back to her office after

an hour, "Madam, nothing is wrong with the President" He bowed. "Nothing?" Kathleen repeated with

an arched brow.

She studied his expression, "I hope there is nothing you are hiding from me. You may leave" She

gestured him towards the door. How could there be nothing wrong with her father? Well,it wasn't as if

it's a big deal.

***********

He didn't fully step into his apartment when a hand in the dark grabbed him and push him against the

wall. He didn't refute,he knew it was futile. It was late at night and he just got back from work. But he

couldn't complain,he needed it too. "I want you" A manly voice sounded close to his ears. Within few

minutes,he was naked. "Wait President, the Madam is beginning to get suspicious" He calmly reported.

"Of what?" The voice was impatient. "Forget about Kathleen,I want to fuck you. And yes remove your

facade,it's making me feel like I'm a gay" The voice ordered. 'He' obeyed and tugged at his jaw pulling

off his face mask. He turned his face revealing a feminine face. That was right; 'he' was a female....

Kathleen's father impatiently pushed her on the couch earning a yelp from her. He was already naked.

He needed to fuck her wet cunt, he needed to empty his load so bad... With one swift move he was

inside her. "Aaaahh., Alexander... Just like that,mmmm...." Rita moaned in pleasure. Their lewd grunts

and moans filled the room. Alexander pounded into her with reckless abandon. He spread her legs

wider and positioned himself at a better angle. He rubbed himself at her entrance,she moaned in

pleasure. "Ummm... Feels so good" Rita moaned. The pleasure was on another level. Fucking her

employer's father wasn't a bad thing to her. It wasn't as if his wife was alive....