" Yes," she prompted."Offer him anything to get the pictures back," he said, "then when you meet up with him I be there to act as your agent so to spe...ak."He held up one of his big fists."Ok," she said, "what should I offer?" Money, sex anything he wants, ok," he said. It doesn't matter as you are not going to pay, right?" Ok, and thanks," she said and hugged him tight.A soon as she was back on campus she sort out this dirt bag Truman."I want my pictures, what do you want from me?" she. Her pussy was up thrust, syrupy and ready to be “raped.” My cock was throbbing, I notched against her, and drove it in, burying it to the balls on the first thrust, her screech of pleasure filling my bedroom. Never have I had such a frenzied fuck, she squirmed around wildly, urging me on again and again to either fuck or r**e her cunt. I happily did so, and I hammered her fiery cunt, she was nicely snug and tight. I grabbed her ass cheeks and ran a finger around and around the tight. " This couldn't be the first time this has ever happened," she said."Maybe not. But it's gotta be rare. And if it -- got awkward, maybe it's true that Paul wouldn't demote me, just for spite. But the club -- people above your Dad, even -- would likely consider just trading me somewhere. They could unload me for no better reason than to promote harmony -- reduce tension on the club." I'd hate that," she said."It could end my career," I said. "Your Dad has his own way of managing pitchers, and. When 7am came, the three person night shift walked out the door and headed to breakfast. It had become a tradition that they ate breakfast together on Monday morning. April being the highest paid member of the night shift, always paid.When Mordecai and his partner came into Eddie's, the three from the clinic had finished breakfast and two cups of coffee. It was almost 8am. Mordecai was April's form cop lover. He was also in her opinion an all round bastard. That, she thought, was Mordecai.