“And just what the fuck does my worst enemy in the whole world want now. And how the fuck did you know where to find me!” I said.“In reverse ord...er: I happened to be here for lunch too; pure coincidence. As for being your worst enemy, I’m not, you are,” he said.““Hmm, I don’t believe your number one, and I sure as hell differ with you per your number two. So, now that we’ve settled those matters you can fucking leave. I need to eat and I need to make a living and you’re standing in the way of. Do it my way became a mindset. I was the one that told this person that the other person had priority. I was in charge of all the scarce resources, like extension cords and battery packs. I said no so many times, to so many people that I thought they would all hate me. Instead, they wanted Justin to take our pictures together. They were proud of their work, and I was the one who approved it. One of Francine’s people, also ex-military, told me I had a command mentality, whatever that means. . Sarah almost drove me over the edge a few times by getting too close to me. She came behind me once when I was cooking dinner. She would wear these shirts that were so thin you could see the faint out line of her nipples. She had placed her hands upon my hips and rested her head on my shoulder while telling me it smelled good. I could feel her breasts pressing into my back. My heart nearly stopped beating and my body temperature began to rise. It felt so sensual and surreal. I unconsciously let. With how fast she was humping the controller, she was pulling her nipples tightly. Oh, and Id make sure youd walk around with a load of his cum in your pussy and ass all day, every day. And that was enough to make the girl cum, moaning as she squirted onto the controller and bed sheets. Her master watched silently as she milked the last of her orgasm by rubbing her clit on the controller. Finally she was finished and waited quietly, panting. Good job slut, you managed to cum thinking about.