CHAPTER THREE
Gloria folded her arms across her chest and leaned back in her chair, a taunting, knowing smile on her pink lips, her eyes dancing as she greeted Mrs. Alban. Of all his patients, Mrs. Alban amused her the most. The silly ass all but fell on her fat face getting out of the office.
Dottie was the last patient of the day and left the inner office alone. The doctor never saw Gloria's merciless treatment of Dottie. As Dottie mumbled goodbye, struggling to get into her coat and out the door away from Gloria's mocking taunt, Gloria slowly crumpled the latest sheet of typed figures in her hand.
Her p***y itched and she scratched the surface lightly, her fingers soaked with hot juice. She knew exactly what the mother-fucker was doing. Flat on his ass on the couch, resting his overw
