"I said, "I'm pissed at him because he was planning on passing her off to someone else. I want my wife treated better than that."Then I told her the r...eason for the call, that I'd brought things out in the open and that I'd told Leslie everything except for the mirror. "I told her that I'd only screwed you one time as your price for giving me the information on what she's been doing. She will probably call you in to her office today and I don't care what you tell her, or how you handle it, but. Semi-nude glamour photography shoot for an ad that paid me a cool five-digit, oh yes, that was a good assignment. I was about to brush this random stranger off when I spotted Sean, from where he was on the dance floor with the other female, who is by now highly intoxicated and kissing his handsome face, glancing over at me, looking pleased with what he had found. I smiled, sheepishly. “Gin, dry.” I replied, holding the gaze to Sean. The stranger quickly got me what I wanted and. “Because it’s weird!” I insisted.“Uh huh, suuuure.”I love Courtney to pieces, and I would do just about anything for her, but sometimes she really pissed me off. “Fine, you wanna see me suck his dick? Come here,” I barked, waving my hand at Mr. Chapman. His posture tensed and his eyes widened. “Come!” I barked again.Mr. Chapman stepped passed Courtney and to me. I reached around and grabbed him by the butt to pull him closer, then with my other hand I lifted his heavy shaft and opened my mouth.. "I finished second in my class in high school and had a full academic scholarship to Washington. My boyfriend – the first guy who ever shown a real interest in anything but my boobs – thought he was the next famous rock guitarist. He thought he would show up in L.A., play a couple of chords and hit the big time. Didn't work out that way."She laughed mirthlessly."It turns out he wasn't even the best guitarist in our building let alone L.A.," she added. "But my parents let me make my own.