Chapter 4

So after having a great breakfast, I decided to take Horace to my daily rounds of shelters and Horace while definitely not excited for all of this, was still willing to come and confront The Succor Shelter. After around an hour or so, when I was done with every other location, fortunately today there was not that much work to be done as all of the shelters were running smoothly. I asked Horace, "Horace, now do you want to tell me why Succor kicked you out?"

And then with her gaze down, she told me, "Claire, I will be honest, it was mostly my fault. I fucked the director's wife." Oh shit, that's a problem. That is personal, and while I have great relationships with the director of Succor, I cannot undo Horace's actions that she is not even apologetic for. So I asked her the obvious question, "Horace, why would you do that?"

And she replied to me with, "Claire, Mrs. Gresha was looking insanely hot, and trust me, she initiated things. I will not apologize when clearly it was her at fault," and I gave her the look that goes on, but this is not going to end well for you. She saw that and asked with a grin, "How was last night?"

"It does not matter how last night was; you can't keep staying with us forever. You need to find a place, and I am trying to help you, but you don't— and she cut me off with, "Claire, it hurts my heart, but why don't you want to live with me forever?" and hearing this question, I saw a McDonalds in front and I pulled in the parking lot.

After parking, I took the initiative and closed all the windows, and I took Horace's hand and asked her, "Horace dear, of course I would love it if you lived with us, but my husband will never agree to it." I had sympathetic eyes, but my words must have hurt her.

However, it surprised me when she said, "Don't worry about Bryon; I will take care of him." I mean, if she is confident that she will fix it, I was confident in her ability to do anything that she desires; however, Bryon, while some people might hate him, is still extremely smart, and it will be a tough task.

However, I asked her again, "Horace, this will be so much easier if you just apologize to Mr. Grey, and we can just be on our way." But by then she had already made up her mind, and while I was worried about what Bryon would think, I was confident that Horace would convince him no matter what, so I was also excited.

And thus we returned home and had sex again. I just cannot get enough of her heavenly dick. She has curves for days, and her dick puts most men to shame, so it was obvious that she was the perfect human specimen. And in the evening Bryon came from work at around 8PM; he usually works even later hours, but I think he was let go more easily today.

However, this was good for the confrontation between Horace and him. I signaled Horace that she should go and do her magic, and she acted on it more easily than I thought. She asked Bryon, "Mr. Bryon, can I talk to you about something in private?"

Bryon's mood sullied in an instant, but he still decided to hear Horace out anyways and said, "Horace, give me a minute; I will be with you in the bedroom. Claire, do you mind?"

Bryon was cutting chicken for dinner as I did not cook today, as you could imagine why. However, I was more than happy to cook if Horace and Bryon could figure out what to do with Horace's situation.