”, the green skinned woman explained before interrupted by her mistress.“Like any of these thought I was worthy of them! I am tired of every man b...eing a burden to me, always saying ‘no’ or being crazy as fuck. Sazu, listen to me ... I always knew you liked me and you must hear I quite feel the same for you”“D-Do you?”“You helped me since I was young and you are with me forever. And what I have to lose if I try to see if true happiness lies where I never thought it would”, Maxima said, just to. “When did I get the plague?” she grumbled to herself before kicking the elevator door.Mar hurried down the stairs and shoved the side exit open, the chill morning air gushing in. The strong wind blew around her auburn hair as she raced across the campus green. Margo lowered her head and wished she had worn more than just the thin sorority hoodie. She passed by a male student who twisted his neck around and looked her over. Margo paid it little notice. Four years of high school sports had given. Unlike her parents, her friends, and her teachers that would always let her slide for any mistakes she made, he would catch her slightest errors and would punish her. However, she always knew what she was being punished for and she always recognizes that if she is receiving discipline, then it is because she truly deserves it.The first rule, and really the most important one, was to always tell him the truth, no matter whether it was about her actions, feelings, or her thoughts. She was doing. "Mmmph! Mmph! Fuh meee, fmmph mmmm, cammmon!" Jennifer screamed into the pillow.Hearing a muffled "Cameron" snapped his mind back into place, got him thinking about whether there was even a jewelry box at all; whether this girl just had a blue-collar husband who spent too much on his woman. He hoped so: hoped the fool found out his girl had been unfaithful; hoped he had the imagination to picture his wife head down, ass up; fucked from behind, on their marital bed.Just then, Jennifer grabbed.