Peter Mercer, really was a piece of work, Kimberly really did feel sorry for Miss Du Pain, it seemed she had been taken by surprise by Mercer.  She was trying to push away, but he was strong for an old goat.  Undoubtedly he kept him self in shape for this sort of thing.  It really was sick to see his cock all the way in the mouth.  She really did loathe Mr. Mercer, even though she had not been a victim of his to date.  It seemed that was about to change however, as Mercer turned to look at her.<br/><br/>Kimberly stood, slowly not about to let him get away with this unscathed.  In her clenched hand held a big black sharpie hidden behind her wrist.  If he had plans, to have her kiss his ass or something like that, he was going to have another thing coming to him.  Slowly, playing the innocent role she approached him.  It wasn't much of an act, granted.  The thought of getting so close behind him made her skin crawl.<br/><br/>When she got close enough, she looked into his eyes glaring at him.<strong> "You better be careful messing with me you pervert,"</strong>Kimberly said in a low voice,<strong>"otherwise you might find that you've bitten off more off more than you can chew."</strong><br/><br/>She smiled at him, and slowly dropped to her knees, ready to give him a nice little enema with the marker still hidden in her hand.  She looked completely natural, even relaxed as she waited for him to give her, his next command.  Ready to strike like a cobra at an exposed target.