" as soon as i said that i felt his dick spring up. i sat upp and took off my blouse. he took off his pants. the sight of his hard dick pulsating made... me wet.i looked down to play with my nipples.then he grabbed my head and shoved it onto his dick. he was being agressive but i knew he was having a bad day.he pushed my head down until my nose touched his hip. he was so far down my throat i gagged. he bobbed my head on his dick. then he threw me on the ground. he got up and took off his pants. A bit of rose blusher on my cheekbones and black mascaraon my lashes. My naturally curly hair was thick, and as it was dryingthe ends started to curl, so with a brush I was able to create a modestif messy pageboy that framed my face. The curly ends added just theright touch to the style. I didn't even need a curling iron. I heardmom knock on the door, and when she came in the room and saw me, shetold me that my makeup was fine. "Let me help you with your nails." Iopened the small drawer and. "I'm sorry Badra. I never stopped to think about the hell you've been through." I took her hand and gave a little squeeze. She looked at me and smiled."Hey, don't get any ideas. I'm still not giving you any sex."We both laughed and she continued."I tell you how I feel, not because I want sympathy, but to show that it is possible to survive tragedy and live on. I see the love in your eyes for Isidora, and I see the same love in her eyes for you. That a love like that can exist amidst so much. You can't solve all your problems with your fists." Honey, I know I can't. But, it really felt good."Christina did a little grunt.Nick said, "Oh, Christina take off. I'll take it from here."Christina giggled, "Bye," and bounced out of the room."I forgot to tell Paul and John what is going on."He walked over to the receptionist and asked her, "May I use your phone?" Go ahead," she said.Paul kept looking at John.John said, "Would you quit looking at me? I have nothing to do with it. If you wanted.