He traced his fingers lightly over my wet cunt and l moaned in pleasure, it ended too quick and l whimpered. ''What do you want, filthy slut? ls there... something you would like me to do? l thought you are tired and do not want to play, that you hated me pissing on your bed, but from what l see - you are quite enjoying that piss soaked pillow now...'' he teased me knowing damn well how far he has pushed me. ''Can you please touch my cunt properly? Can you fist me? Please, l want to feel something. On the way home after work, we heard reports that an American Eagle flight from Indianapolis to Chicago had crashed in Indiana, killing 64 passengers and 4 crew. Nobody I knew was supposed to be traveling, and none of my staff were supposed to be flying, which caused me to breathe a small sigh of relief, despite the tragedy.November 4, 1994, Chicago, Illinois“Are you going to call Meredith?” Elyse asked as we ate lunch in her office on Friday afternoon.“No. I can’t get to San Diego and I’m only. “Sure,” I replied, somewhat relieved.However, before I could reach my hand out of my shower stall, Billy slipped in quietly with his finger to his mouth and dropped to his knees. They had hardly hit the floor of the shower before he had my manhood in his mouth. I gasped but didn’t resist. Damn, he was good. He played with my balls as he swallowed my cock, hitting all the spots as I fought the urge to grab his head and thrust away. Yet when he rose up a bit and pressing down swallowed it to my. Mamma Anaxandros didn’t raise no dummies. I’d be lying to say I wasn’t also distancing myself for selfish reasons, too. Mona was self-reliant, but still required an awful lot of extra attention I was too selfish to give in exchange for more intimate conversations…or activities. About six months into the job, Julius pulled me aside and scared the piss out of me by saying, ‘Vlady, my boy…you’re spending too much time in the office with my little girl.’ I was so scared, I didn’t even mind him.