” I smiled a bit grimly. “I still remember Prince Asshole who wouldn’t shake hands with a commoner when he was introduced to her.”His eyes loo...ked troubled. “I would hope to show you that I have learned a permanent lesson. I think your presence would help my sister and enlighten some deserving souls. You have sure enlightened mine.” He reached across the table. “Jar, you have enlightened me, a lot, and continue to impress me. I would like to think that I could impress you.” He gave my hand a. .." she moaned slightly. "But you've seen women before, haven't you?"She turned towards him, fully exposing her magnificent curves and invisible face to the camera. "Bet you haven't seen this before, have you?" she giggled, and she popped one wide hip out and posed, flipping her long wig hair about. She inhaled deeply, inflating her chest, causing the buttons to strain on her new blouse as she ran her hands up over her stomach and torso, caressing herself. "Do you want to see more?" she. There is a photo he caught of me early on with Forest and Martina. We’re all still dressed, but Forest and Martina are passionately kissing right behind me, and I’m staring into David’s camera lens with a very ambiguous, rather melancholic look on my face. And I think he captured something true then – I knew that with these two (as with all of the couples I had ever been with), I was the hired help, and not part of the love bond they had between each other. That was okay. They paid me a lot of. I turn around and there he is. He closes and locks the door as our eyes meet.I stand there and look into his eyes. He moves in close and pushes me against the wall and kisses me hard. Yes, I though, just how I like it. I put my arms around his waist and we kiss each other passionately. My knees go weak as he puts his hands on my ass. The feeling of complete bliss washes over me. After a few minutes he breaks off his kiss and pulls off my hoodie. I let his hands wander, first up my shirt.