I could not help but feel a wry smile at that particular sentiment, what would he think if he could see me right now, masturbating behind the curtain,... in the cool darkness of the bedroom, contrastingly hot and sweaty, as my feverish fingers sought release from the thoughts conjured up by my equally feverish brain.The water stopped and brought me back to reality, I cursed myself, I was close, just a few more minutes, but the boys were gone.I walked back to my bed, still on edge and lay on top of. I thought you'd chicken out or wear out. You suprised me."I looked briefly down at the folder. "Did you hear me about Ron? What's the file?" I asked finishing up on my eyelashes. Nodding he replied. "Yes, I heard you about Ron and I was already planning on doing things like that - he's a bitch now. The paperwork you're going to sign liquidates all your assets - including IRA's, pensions, 401K's - and I plan to use that to fund your new lifestyle... beginning with breast enlargement. You're. 'All you want to do is fuck, fuck, fuck.'" 'Um, ' said the boy, licking her throat and trying to pull her shoes off her feet." 'Stop it, you freak, ' Gloria said, kicking at him." Vixen smiled and kept typing, her mind well ahead of her fingers.Five single-spaced pages later, Gloria was forcing the boy out the door, laughing as he begged for more and hopped on one foot, just as Dave had done. Vixen scanned through what she had, found it surprisingly stimulating, ran a spell check, saved to a. "Hi Julie, you're a little late today." Sandy, the cute young receptionist, smiled at me as I hurried to the desk, grabbed a towel and then swept into the locker room to change. I kicked off my heels and reached back to unzip my short black dress.. "Damn you, where are you?" I cursed as I fiddled to find the tiny zipper under the waves of my long curly red hair which hung down to the middle of my back. "It looks like you need some help here." The lilting voice startled me. I turned my head and.