To pay for her drugs, Sara thought nothing of lifting cash from old man Carallo. The first two times, she picked off a ten. The next two times, it was... a twenty.But the fifth visit became Sara's Waterloo. Old Mike confronted her about the $60.00 she had stolen - he knew each and every one - and stright faced denials were all Sara offered him.Then Mike suggested, "Let's go to the videotape!"Totally busted, Sara hung her head in resignation, waiting for the other shoe to drop.But what she got was. I got up and put a condom on she had flipped over and had her fat ass in the air is this how you want me? You did say you loved my giant ass... I crawled behind her humongous bent over ass spread her and shoved my tounge in her ass again for a few seconds then pounded her fat pussy for 3 minutes and filled my condom. I fell onto my back so out of breath and looked over at the biggest ass on the biggest girl I had ever had the pleasure of fucking she turned around and deep kissed me for a minute. He tried to reassure himself. Why would things change? The other clinics on the street hadn’t managed to compete with him so why would Kennedy fare any better? So what if he’d won awards for research papers? It didn’t mean anything in business. He didn’t have Simon’s experience and most importantly, he didn’t have anyone like India. Selling dreams was easier when a fantasy was tangible.Simon snapped the venetian blinds shut and smiled contentedly. He had one last appointment, and then he was. "What's up?" I asked very professionally. "I need you to do a service call at Benson Commodities in West Caldwell," Rich stated flatly. Benson Commodities in West Caldwell. I really wasn't looking forward to this. Jack Benson was the type of guy who wore suits that cost more than most people's cars. He founded the firm with his brother Steve a couple of years ago and really hit it big in the recent markets. He was also a real prick. A very rich prick, but a prick nonetheless. I really did not.