I could make connections with people, but they were always based on my superiority in the connections. People connected with me for what it gave them ...and I connected for what it gave me. I had control. I had dominance. They had status by virtue of the connection. ‘It made me pathologically selfish. I saw everything and everyone in terms of what was in it for me. I barely recognized there was another side to the equation. And, to take a page from your ubiquitous math analogies, the equation was. He left the ceiling beams exposed, but put sound-reducing tiles over the soundproofing material between the beams. He knew he really didn’t need the soundproofing. He would never do anything that would cause Catie to scream loud enough that someone upstairs would be disturbed, let alone a neighbor a quarter of a mile away, but it seemed the thing to do. He painted the ceiling between the beams battleship gray and the floor black. Against one wall was the antique cabinet he had purchased for the. The next morning he informed Michelle she was removed as a crew leader and would only be allowed to be with him. He also told her she was not allowed any contact with me and if she did she would be the one looking for a new family. John told me they were all afraid of what she would do to me as in her head she blamed me for her and his unhappiness.John explained that night I had seen them out. He had seen me as well and warned her about having any contact with me but she had gone against his. She was up for some real horny fun I could tell.She cum quickly and I lapped up all the juices that her gorgeous pussy had expelled. She gripped my head and pulled my face up to her, and kissed me with real passion, and in the process tasting her own cunt jucie.Sash was never really one for tasting her juice,so I knew then that tonight was going to be a night to remember.She gripped my cock and started jacking it HARD, while looking deep into my eyes, she said "Anything you wanna do?", "What do.