A New Day, A New You part 3 - Sex Stories

A New Day, A New You part 3

... you’re him, you’re the one,” She says lowering the knife. “The one what,” I ask confused but smiling. “I have an old college friend who was getting screwed out of her marriage by a gold digging cunt when someone she wouldn’t name came in and proceeded to destroy the bitch’s life and put the husband on his knees in front of her to apologize,” Mrs. Montgomery informs me and I remember. “Actually he got on his knees to beg her to take him back and now I know who told you about me,” I state standing up and I start to step towards the front door. “Wait I need your help,” She says trying to stop me with a hand. “That’s not how I work; I come to you and offer help. You don’t send people to MY house and take pictures of MY family then expect me to take time to fix your bullshit,” I state snapping at her and looking at the knife in her other hand. I watch as she realizes she still has the knife and quickly sets it down before rushing to her kitchen table and grabbing files. “A lot of people are going to lose their jobs if you don’t help me with this,” She tries to explain and I just stare at her. “Then get them better jobs,” I reply, yeah it’s cold but I’m not in a good mood when people start breaking contracts. “Listen my friend didn’t tell me who you were, all she said was there was a guardian angel and he was in my area. Some PI in Arkansas had some evidence on you that I paid for and a general location. The rest I did on my own with some help from Mr. Barton,” Mrs. Montgomery ...

... tries to explain as I reach the front door. “Congratulations you decided to piss up a tree and found an angry fucking animal up the first branch,” I state turning to face her,” Do yourself a favor, move, get a new job and put your kids up somewhere nice. And for fuck’s sake change the dog’s name, Cute Bitch isn’t funny.” “Change the what?! Mister…. I don’t even know what your name is? I need your help and I need it soon, in two weeks five hundred working men and women will be out of career lumber jobs because my former friend and co worker wants to make money and retire at thirty. He’s going to butcher a company that my family has worked for now in two generations with my father and mother then me. These people are good workers and they’re going to get screwed because of Stanley,” She says trying to show me some file and dropping two more. I stand there watching her scramble to present herself and despite her mishaps she’s trying her best. I watch her struggle to get everything together and finally hold my hand up to tell her to stop before starting a new conversation over my earpiece. “Are we online,” I ask Jun over the ear piece. “Loud and secure, I’m running the paper work now and Lilly is taking a look with me. She’s got a point sir and while I understand the protocol since I helped write it I’d like us to take a crack at this guy,” Jun says and I can hear the argument going on before it ever happens. “Before we start the debate on who did what and why let me see what we’re ...