I love you, but I also enjoy having sex with the Chief. I share my bed, body and hut with you, but we also have to share our bodies and my bed with th...e Chief. There is no choice. It is the way of the world. To those that have, more is given. To those that have not, more is taken away. You have only my kindness and the Chief’s generosity. Without either you would be nothing.’ Ivory didn’t appreciate having her life and her choices described in such stark terms. ‘Am I to make love to the Chief. They were so loud, and so animated that a few of the other diners flashed them dirty looks. When Jessica's chuckling finally subsided, she swallowed deep. "So that's it? It was that easy? You just stepped into the shower with him and the next thing you know you're fucking like rabbits?" Donna leaned back in her chair and nodded, perspiration glistening off the ridge of her hefty chest. "Fucking like rabbits is a perfect term...believe me. I didn't even know what that really meant until. Sure. I’ll do it.’ Sometimes I honestly wasn’t sure if I was humoring her or if I actually bought her whole line. One thing was certain, there was no denying that she really did seem to have some kind of mind-over-matter powers. She radiated a magnetic energy that pulled things to her as she needed them—people, jobs, ideas…She’d tell me she needed a new job and the next day the perfect job would fall right into her lap. She’d express an interest in seeing an old friend and he or she would turn. No, don't thank me, it's the least I can do. Besides, with all those over-paid, over-sexed, and over-here Yankee Doodle Dandies due to arrive in about eighteen months time I won't be having much need for cunty coverage.I have also enclosed every single item of hosiery from my personal collection. These mostly consist of hold-ups and over-knee socks, though I have thrown in a few pairs of frill-edged ankle socks for those days when you just have to express your inner.