Ms. Hatchmen told Franklin to role up the divider. She began rubbing Miranda's breast. She unbuttoned her blouse stuck her hand in her bra and caressed her nipples. Miranda was not pleased but what was she to do. She ran her hand up Ms. Hatchmen's thighs and pulled her panties to the side. Rubbing her clit with her thumb and fingering her with two fingers. They started kissing. The usual lunch escapade was clear. They returned to the office. Miranda called Franklin as soon as she got to her desk. He answered. "What the fuck is wrong with you" she said. "Hey don't act like that, you ain't nothing but a hopeless soul" he responded "you don't know me muthafuker. I may have my issues but I genuinely care about peoples feelings" she snapped. Franklin hung up in her face. "Stupid son of a bitch" she screamed as she threw a tantrum in her office. She called the rest of the day off. She drove over to Smooth Transport. Spotting Franklin cleaning out his limo she walked over. He leaned out the car to a slap to his face Miranda so politely gave. He grabbed her arms and threw her in the back landing on top of her. "Is this what you want" he said ripping her skirt up. Miranda fought back but not for long. Once she felt him glide inside her she gasped. Grabbing his broad shoulders and pulling him closer "yes" she whispered softly. He stopped "well find yourself a man but I'm not him" he said as he zipped his pants back up. Miranda grabbed him by his collar. "Why are you playing with my emotions" he pulled away from her tug. "You're one crazy bitch. I have a woman at home who's having my baby. I don't need this" he admitted. Miranda bowed her head as she did many times before then she snapped. She punched Franklin in the eye. Then hit him aside the head with a drinking glass. She kicked him back. Then ran out the limo half dressed. She ran to her car jumped in and skid off down the street. Franklin sat there holding his head. He looked around. No one was there to see. He brushed himself off then began picking up the broken glass. Miranda is in her car driving in tear. "A fucking baby on the way" she screamed over and over. She pulled up to her home and immediately hopped into the shower. Scrubbing her body like she was trying to wipe the black off. Still cursing him out "Stupid ass, black ass, no good ass bum. With his fine ass I could kill him." Her phone rang. She jumped out the shower thinking it maybe him calling to apologize. She slipped down the hallway running to her purse for her cell. The call was unknown. She answered "hello" there was no sound. "HELLO" she repeated. Then she heard a click. She stood confused. Later that night she sat on the couch watching reality TV, while eating all her favorite candies. She checked her phone numerous times thinking she may have missed something. The next morning she woke up on the couch slumped over. Looking at her cell she was late to work for the first time and she missed several calls from Ms. Hatchmen. She leaped up to get dress.
