There they were. Anna's panties had remained on her for one more day. He belched again and frowned. Something wasn't right but he couldn't figure out what was different about her today. He stared at her hard for several moments and didn't give her permission to lower her skirt just yet. The little slut was trying to use her womanly wiles on him so he would stop humiliating the tramp. With a scowl, his beefy hand shot out and grabbed the neck of her blouse. As he hauled her inside, buttons popped off. This wasn't the first time. One of the buttons actually flew out the open window and landed in the weeds to be lost forever. Instead of apologizing for ruining her blouse, he started cursing at her.<br/><br/>"God damned lazy bitch!" he ranted as he half closed the front door. "Get that slut top off and get your lazy ass to work. Don't forget it's garbage day so take all the trash out to the curb like usual. If you think I'm going to spring for another shirt for you, you're sadly mistaken. Why didn't I have a job lined up today? Were you playing with yourself yesterday instead of looking for a job for me? No good, rotten cock tease."<br/><br/>With more complaints in a similar vein, he dropped back down into his recliner. He continued to drink his way through a six-pack while he channel surfed for something good to watch. He even browsed the porn channels but nothing really caught his eye, although he did pause and watch each of them for about five minutes.