Cally decided she wasn't going to inconvenience her plans too much for the day. So she opted for a crisp clean white knit top and shorts. Large white framed sunglasses, sandals and a beach bag full of goodies completed her ensemble. Skipping into Marcus' office, she saw he was busy talking on the phone. He was magnificent. Dressed in a black dress shirt with grey trousers. She could look at him for hours. As long as her fingers behaved, she could look for hours. Even now she wanted to interrupt and.....

"Cally, do you need something?" Words. He said something. "Um, uh," She swallowed her saliva. "Oh! I'm going to meet with The CEO and CFO of Wotan International for a bit. Then I'm headed down to the cove. I was wondering what you thought of me running the girls off and you and I spending the evening in my rooms?"

"You're meeting executives in those clothes?" Cally was surprised and looked down. She was wearing clean clothes. The important bits were covered. "Yes?" Marcus rubbed his eyes as if tired. "Okay, yes I'll come up to you tonight. Call me when the girls have left for the night." Standing he walked to her with slow predatory steps, reaching her side he suddenly pulled her in close and held her head and assaulted her mouth. With the suddenness he forced his way into her mouth before she could open for him. He showed her with his mouth what he intended to do to her later. He was also covering her with his scent so the wolf CFO and anyone else she met on the beach would know she was taken.

Strolling over to the VIP bungalow, Cally was enjoying the day. The sun was shining, she was going to laze around the beach, she had a date with the sexiest thing on two or four legs! She then thought of the girls. It was to soon for them to leave her side. Their experience was too recent and their control was good but not good enough. But they were cramping her style! She felt like the Mother of teenage daughters; she had to plan to get them out of the house to have wild passionate love scenes with her Marcus!

She was either going to have to build them something or move them into an established home on the grounds. The sooner the better. She also needed to put them to work. Being idle wasn't good for them all the time. 'Fac et aliquid operis, ut semper te diabolus inveniat occupatum,' or "engage in some occupation, so that the devil may always find you busy." Nodding to herself, she had a plan. Move 'em out and put them to work and have more time to have sex with Marcus!

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She surveyed the bungalow. Nice, very nice, knocking on the door with no response she entered anyway. Looking around the interior, this could work long or short term. She would of course consult the girls. At this moment Thomas Howell IV entered from the back patio and pool area. Seeing the beautiful girl in skimpy clothes he made assumptions. "You're the maid? Good please take my bags upstairs. You may unpack for me also. Place my personal toiletries in the bathroom and I expect the covers to be turned down by..." She interrupted at this point, "You are mistaken. I don't work for you..."

Thomas interrupted her. He was instantly irritated, "I am a guest of Miss Cally Wotan. As such you will see to my comforts or I shall report you and have you fired. I may report you anyway for being so improperly dressed!"

Jaime had scented a new werewolf and was about to come downstairs when in heard Thomas make his ridiculous comments. He was hurrying down the stairs because he had heard things about Rebecca Wotan. He had no idea what the new Wotan might do. "Thomas that's not who you think she is!" Cally looked up at the approaching werewolf. She removed her over sized white sunglasses. "Jaime Antunez, I presume? If you would be so kind as to tell this asshat who he works for? I have had all the asshattery I intend to take. So depending on the next few minutes he may or may not have a job."