And perhaps they're right. But I mean, Michael Clark had been tramplingover my feelings for years, without even meeting me. Doing things likeautomatic...ally blackballing me from clubs that I had a perfect right tojoin, just because he didn't like my last name. Or omitting me from hisguest lists because the millions that I owned hadn't been in my familylong enough. So I just had to get back at him some way, and since myfriend Irene and my maid, Dolores, have always been fond of practicaljokes,. When I turned around he was facing me with a hand covering his cock. His face was red. I said, 'what's the matter? Is there something behind me?' he just turned to the corner and said 'No, I'm sorry, I was just looking... and I got a bit of a hard on.' 'Hold on, just wait for it to go away, ok?' I replied with a touch of his shoulder and told him to look at me. 'Zach, I kind of get this feeling that you're kind of into me. Is that kinda true? Because if it is, we can talk about it.' Zach turned. ......" ."Julian ,dear, my love Denis cannot give me the fuck I need..........I would risk my life to do that with him now............do I need to say more? I want to watch him lick the rest of the semen, wine and butter from our toes...I am going to rub myself, and I can't really speak for Rachel...but I want to get out of this gown..and masturbate for his pleasure...........this is........"safe sex'..........ugh..... I hate that term..........he loves me so much, he will do this ,he will let. As the elevator approached the stop she started to pull her dress up on her shoulders...and I told her to wait until it stopped and the doors opened. She obeyed. The elevator stopped....and the doors opened....no one there....but we heard voices of people approaching. She stepped out now fully flushed as she was aroused and had just been exposed. We passed three people as we went down the hall, a woman and two young men. She whispered to me "what is they had been waiting?"...She said we were on.